vampire days

i've up all night and sleeping all day, for about a week now. i didn't drink on sunday, and i couldn't sleep. i laid awake for hours, then woke up at dawn and couldn't fall back to sleep. i got out of bed in time to get to Aden Camera right when they should have been open at 9am. i got a coffee and dropped off my one roll of film. This place always tries to tell me to come back in three hours or more when they advertise one hour photo, it's total bullshit, it should not take more then 20minutes to warm up a C-41 machine, come on guys. So i got the lady down to an hour and a half and went to the mall, which wasn't open. thankfully one of the two shops i needed to go to was open, so i didn't have to wonder around killing time for too long. i dragged out my shopping for the full hour and a half, when i got back it still wasn't ready, i don't even think it was started because i waited another 20minutes and i don't get prints or a cd, i get developing only, and ask them not to cut the negatives. so i finally get my film and go to unlock my bike, when i find the douche who locked to the same post, locked through my gear wire. so i try to unscrew the wire with my keys, greasing up my hands, i went into a few shops asking if anyone who works there rides a bike parked on elm. no dice. thankfully Katie walks on by, she was working so i went into the shop, told her where the tools should be and got my wire free, washed my hands, wrote the cock smoker a note on a resume(not mine) and taped it to the seat. katie told me later that the bike was still there when she left in the evening.

and now for the point of this story

if i would have drank on sunday, i wouldn't have gotten out of bed till later, and none of this shit would have happened to me. it was the universe's way of telling me to sleep all day and drink all night, and i'm more then happy to abide.