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Where does the good go

Tik Tok

I’m sitting in the BMW service shop waiting room. The flatscreen on the wall is tuned to NY1. I’ve been here an hour and I’ve been through the NY1 news cycle once already. I’m just about a third of the way through it again.

My phone, a 4G Verizon Samsung Droid Charge, is fully charged and actually getting 4G reception. I have my new silver video ipod in my pocket. That is also fully charged and stocked with thousands of songs and hours of television that I haven’t seen.

And yet… I. Am. Bored. Out. Of. My. Ever. Loving. Mind.

I’m anxious for the next eight days to pass. Heck, I’m anxious for the next fourteen days to pass. 2012, yo! We are full and well into the future! This is the date I used to blurt out when trying to evoke the notion of the impossible!

“Pshaw, yeah, maybe in 2012!”

I swear I’m about to have like nine marriages, triplets and adopt two dogs.

What care I for the blatherings of social media or local news on a cold Saturday morning on the cusp of THE FUTURE?!

I need bigger distractions! Tebowbowl! Rangers/Devils! Alien invaders!

Sigh.

Taps foot.

Are we there yet?

2 Responses to “Tik Tok”

  1. F-Train Says:

    Admit that you just want 2012 to come because that’s the year that our “friendship” finally ends.

    It’s why I want 2012 to come.

  2. dawn summers Says:

    who you tellin’ ?!

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