Bring moneys and a towel.

I don't sleep at night. I sleep during the day. I can't explain how my schedule got so fucked, but that's how it's been for awhile now.
So, when everything is closed, except laundry mats and grocery stores full of pervs, what do I do? I can't even go out for a walk, because we all know that's when the scaries come out. I'd surely get kidnapped and cut up into 6 big pieces to be found all over rural Minnesota a year later, then everyone would say, "what was she doing out at night by herself anyways?" See? Dumb.

I think I want to start my own business. It will only be open from 2am to 10am.
I'm gonna call it The Coolest Fucking Place On Earth. Or something else proclaiming it's radness....
It will be a record store, a good one, not a Camelot piece of doomy crap, a book and comic store, no miniatures or Magik games, if I don't understand it, no one can have it, of course a coffee shop will be in there, with good snacks, not stale biscotti, and hard dry stupid scones.
I think it will have a waterslide. Not a boring one like at Mild Mountain, one that's super fast and twisty and splashy and really high. Yeah. A waterslide. (no, I don't smoke pot, but holy shit, it sure looks like it...)

Then I will have something to do while all my friends are asleep. I think I'll have a guest list for the door to make sure no sucks sneak in.
Oh, and of course, I'LL BE THE BOSS. This is gonna be great.

If you want to be on the guest list, or work for me, send me an essay on why you think you're good enough to
bloodyidol@hotmail.com

thank you. not yet goodnight.