faster than the speed of night

so tonight i waited in the cold at a bus stop where bus after bus would pull up, let off all of its passengers, change its sign to read "out of service," and drive away. after about half an hour (6 buses) of this bizarre bus behaviour i gave up and decided to go home rather than figure out another way to get to the bar where i was already supposed to be, ages ago, so i condensed all of the relevant information into a text message for my friend — "transit fucked, going home" — and hit send. but the explanatory nugget would not be sent. MESSAGE FAILED, MESSAGE FAILED, the phone beeped. i tried again. MESSAGE FAIL. again. MESSAGE FAIL. then i tried calling, but (perhaps unsurprisingly) CALL FAIL, CALL FAIL said the phone. so i went home to call her, and now i'm in our "living room"* eating a bag of chips and listening to songs on repeat while my roommate's cat kneads the tender inside of my arm until it turns red. it's friday night. i have no plans to go back out. could this be LIFE FAIL? it is a big bag of chips.

*current contents of "living room":
me
cat
giant television, sitting on floor
mattress and box-spring, also on floor
assorted chairs
fan
dead plant
one winter boot
empty bag of chips
jenga

fortunately, it is for moments such as this that "faster than the speed of night" exists. the video is pretty amazing too, even though it cuts out the epic last third of the song.



i'd say the dancing guitar man is worth it though.