Day 43
Holy hell, why the fuck am I awake? Why the fuck am I even at work? Why am I not in my bed, my blanket pulled over my head and the blinds closed and the door shut and SLEEPING??
If anyone wants to know what true exhaustion is, go to work at 5:30 in the morning, leave at noon, go straight to school, pick up your friends, go storm chasing for 10 hours, then come home just before midnight and wake up at 5AM to go BACK to work the next day. That’s when you know true exhaustion. Yesterday I had a 24oz coffee in the morning then a 16oz Red Bull in the afternoon to try and keep myself awake. This morning, I went straight for the Red Bull.
All in all, it was a really fun day! Watching and listening to noctemquietam‘s jabs at our friend John was probably the highlight of the day, aside from the amazing storms we saw. No tornado, unfortunately, but pretty awesome structure. Lots of excitement, lots of fun. 10 out of 10, would do it again.
But, as I promised around midnight, the story that capped off our evening: the drive home. So, we’d dropped John off at his place and the two of us stupidly left the doors to my car open, and several bugs came flying in. One was about three inches long and scared the ever loving FUCK out of us! Like, we literally screamed and jumped out of the car, and then the little fucker disappeared on us! We leave John’s, scared shitless, she’s got her shirt over her head, I’m driving with my fingertips. We get to a stoplight, and as soon as it turns green, I spot the bug right in front of me on the windshield. I scream, she screams, I pull the car over. We’re still scream. She sticks her foot out and says “USE MY SHOE!” I’m trying and absolutely FAILING at this point to understand anything. She takes off her shoe, gives it to me, and I try, UNSUCCESSFULLY, to kill the bug, but it moves and LANDS ON MY ARM!
At this point, I’m screaming like a banshee, she’s screaming as well. I throw open my door and jump out of the car, still screaming. She’s screaming in the passenger’s seat. I’m quite literally about to piss my pants because I’m not only screaming now, but laughing as well, and I spot the bug again. This time, it’s on the door frame. She gives me her shoe again, and this time, I FINALLY kill the fucker! It lands in my seat and I quickly snatch it up with a paper towel and throw it on the road.
First off, I’ve never laughed so hard in my life, nor have I ever screamed as much as I did in those few minutes where I literally thought I was going to die. There are tears streaming down my cheeks as I get back into the car, and she’s laughing right along with me because OMG! IT’S FINALLY DEAD AND GONE!
I’m pretty sure I’ve never given myself a headache like that in my entire life. I mean, the drive home was terrible! Now, I’ve been nearly killed by tornadoes a few times, but that doesn’t even come CLOSE to this.
What an interesting night, to say the least. And somehow, I managed NOT to use a single pill of Xanax yesterday. We had some high stress and anxiety inducing moments, but I just didn’t feel the need to pop one at any point. All in all, a very good day for me.
