Ducking Karma

The other night the party moved from place to place and consumption to consumption. We end up at my place and are still going strong at 9 AM. I get a nap before work between the hours of 1 PM and 2 PM.

After a brief time at work I return to my car and the fucking battery is dead. The reason? It had been raining (we had enjoyed sitting underneath the downpour just hours earlier) and I had the lights on when I arrived. And I had told myself not to do that shit.

I text a roommate who is still at home partying with my other mates: Ducking Karma. Damn t9 system does not spell fucking.

Would I change anything? Nope. We only live once.

posted by Diogenes on Sunday, August 27, 2006