Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Something About the Night Air

and the aroma of none other than McD's
brought me back to my freshman year of college.
A friend of ours worked at a McD's back at her home town chain and swiped a ton of free BigMac cards. she had a tiny white neon with hardcore stickers plastered all over it, in which she smoked alot. both references included.
she was always driving back and forth from school to work so it was constantly filled with miscellaneous crap.
on the nights when we had exhausted our handle and all connections for getting another were exhausted from the requests, we would pile into her little car and binge on BigMacs. I ate more of those in a few months than is probably the recommended lifetime consumption. I went to the MBG Music Chart's top hits of 2002/3 to try and remember what we would listen to while crusing around town at 1am, but while tens of them jumped off the screen at me causing a spontaneous flood of random but very specific memories, none of them fit this scenario. thats because she had completely foreign music (to me, not to the country) and lots of it. I wish I could remember some of it. Come to think of it, I wish I could remember her last name. Some things stick in my mind like they've been permantly pixilated and others are just there as a residue of the all the parts I've forgotton. Anyway, I was introduced to a lot of different music styles and genres over the 4 years, very little that stuck. My life definatly has a soundtrack almost down to every last memory worthy moment. But for the longest time its been to fluff pieces.
I'm so happy things have turned around.


On a side, but crazy aggravating note, I'm so sensitive to smells its driving me up every wall in this place. I smell something foul. But only wafts of it. I've sniffed it all and come up empty-nosed. If its true what they say, I'm going to loose my mind and make those around me want to kill me when (IF) I ever get pregnant. Thats 40 years down the line, but my mind can't help but go there when torture by smell gets me going.

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