everything was blue

roxanne stood outside of her work, her shift had just ended and she was about to be on her way back to her sad little apartment. the club sign was alight above her head, glowing GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS! in neon letters. she pulled a cigarette from her old purse and lit the end, taking a long drag. “ i swear, one of these days i’m gonna start savin’ up for a car. “

Well, well. I thought I saw a familiar face. Long time no see, Roxy.

“So today was not the best of days seeing as I got stood up for a date but today was not the worst of days either and all I wanna do is eat pizza and wait for Star Trek to come on. How was your day? I hope it was a good day.”

That sounds like such a shitty day. My day was good, but hearing about that made me a little blue. What do ya say I take you out to get something to eat? To make up for that date.

“A boy told me I was cute today…looks like david bowie helping boys question themeselves has finally hit home in point place. the man is a god and the boy was cute. Maybe the 70′s don’t suck that much?”

The 70′s are fantastic. Pity it’s almost over. What are we going to do when the 80′s gets here?

I don’t know if I can take your word for it. Mind showing me?

“ i know you’re still mad at me because i wasn’t able to get those ac/dc tickets before they sold out last month, but what if i told you i could get us front row seats for led zeppelin ??? “

That’s not why I’m mad at you. But if you told me you could get front row seats for Led Zeppelin, I wouldn’t go with you.

“Technology is, technology is everything you could hope for,” she rose from the pavement she was standing on, standing up taller trying to communicate with the students. “Technology is the future.” though cliche it was, it was the truth. she was looking for ways to improve on her subject. knowing well that the public was finally getting to her, she gulped, standing there silently with her eye balls almost popped out of her head. “Tech      Technology is … techn-” She was doomed. never once did she figure out how to finish her last sentence. Talking wasn’t her strong point. She stood, blabbering like an idiot, waiting for somebody to save her from this embarrassment of a nutshell. 

Running up beside the girl, Daisy raised her arms in the air. “Technology is... The future! Go out there and uh- go forth.. Into the future.” Turning to the girl beside her, she shrugged as the crowd dispersed. “Sorry, I’m not too good with these things..”

I have no idea what you’re talking about.. But I’m great! What’s eatin’ ya?

“So my dope dealer quit on me today… apparently getting an education was ‘more important.’ Whatever.”

What a square.

Yeah, I have no clue how to decipher that one. It just makes no sense.

Hey! No fair, I wasn’t ready. Come on, put ‘em up.

“long story short, my uncle got drunk and went shopping at that big mall in madison again, so…does anybody need a canoe? it’s, like, 90% brand new. i only rode it down that hill by the high school once so it’s still in one…ish…piece.”

Dude, that’s crazy, I don’t even know where to start with that.