Dream On

Today's Earworm - Dream On (Dream On, Dream until your dreams come true)

In response to my friend Dbo at dbolive.com, I have to say; Damn it girl! That was a little too close to the mark for my comfort... I would like to say that I kinda prefer to be that way.
For those of my readers who have no idea what I'm talking about, go read www.dbolive.com , the entry about Madonna.
Ok, anyway, I had a bad day yesterday. I should have known it was gonna be bad, and just went back to bed when my car didn't start, but I already played that card the day before, and my shitty-azzed job only gives one sick day every 3 months... anyways, I have to walk to the busstop, find out it's the wrong one, have to walk a block to the next stop to catch the only bus that gets anywhere close to my job, get on the bus, and this (I'm sorry mom, and anyone else who gets offended) retard in a wheelchair, pokes me in the stomach, giggles, and starts tickling me as I hold the overhead bars, trying to get past him to the back of the bus. How disgusting is that? Some water-headed droolbag, getting his kicks touching people. Anyway, I digress... I had to exit the bus, and walk my fat ass, not wearing walking shoes BTW, half a mile to work. I finally get there, overheated from the walk, already tired, wishing I was at home, and find out that American Airlines has cancelled, like, and bazillion flights.
Needless to say, my co-workers and I got our asses kicked, trying to get our clients reaccomodated. So my friend Elsa (may her God bless her) gives me a ride home, and we try for 30minutes to jump start my car, and it won't turn over. Just clicks or give this pathetic little *cough*. So Elsa, after being a true friend and giving me over an hour of her time, has to go, and my car (demon-posessed money pit) still won't start.
I went inside my apartment, call my mother to tell her I won't be able to come see my nephew ( who I love, and haven't seen in over a week), and ask her to come get me, and take me to buy a new battery, and she tells me to take the bus!!!!! The BUS!!!!?!?!?!??!?!? fuhgetaboudit!! I call another friend, who takes me to buy my new *$60!* battery at Walmart, and leaves me to put it in my car by myself. Hello?!?! Gay boy here?!?! You're lucky I even know what the battery looks like!
Anyway, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, and my car started right up. So I guess my day is looking up a little bit? WRONG!
I went inside to watch TV, and wouldn't you know it, the hunky Michael Johns gets voted off American Idol (insert tears and screams of dismay, and a little hair-pulling). After that, I just went to bed, I couldn't take it anymore. Thank You, and, Goodnight.