welcome to the freak show
so have you ever felt that you were part of the freak show? this weekend for the second time in my life i had just that joy (the first being during the 2 months i spent in the philippines). the point is that it is quite a fun experience...the situation was that i happened to get a saturday off of work. i thought how fun is this, i should go and visit my wonderful peeps up at the p-5. so despite the frigid wind and piles of snow i set out. 5 minutes into my trip i knew it was too dangerous but i missed them so much i forged on ahead. i got bored so i decided since i have free minutes on the weekend to call my lovely mother. we talked for a couple minutes until i hit a patch of ice and just started screaming. which of course caused my mother to do that same. needless to say i spun around and ended up on in the median between both lanes of traffic. after much crying and freaking out i managed get a state police out there. he assured me that he would have a tow truck out in no time at all. no time at all ended up being an hour later (which i dont consider no time at all. i consider that way too long to sit in a boring car, so tried calling people but no one answered so i cleaned up the car instead....fun times). anyway back to the whole freak show thing. i think that every single person that drove by me got a krick in their neck because they could not stop staring. i started waiving after a while and even considered making some not so nice signs.
so what is this thing that people have with disaster? i mean seriously everyone has this innate curiousity to know exactly waht happened anytime something looks out of place. as if the people involved dont feel bad enough already they have to watch people stare at them and you know they are trying to guess or they are ridiculing someone for being so stupid as the get in that situation. i know this i true because i do it too. is it even possible to ignore disaster?
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