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The suburb I live in now was built maybe two years ago, four at the max, so taking things back to 1992, I would wake up in an endless field surrounded by sad-eyed cows.
"Hello, New Mom! =D"
I guess I would have to learn to live like an honest cow, living off of udder milk and wheat grass. I'd spend my days refusing the advances of ovulating heifers, and sleeping in the shade. At night I'd dream about being a human again. Then one day I will be slaughtered and sold as a Wendy's Texas Double Cheeseburger to my past-self.
It will be the most delicious burger I ever eat in my paradoxical life. ;_;
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Considering I only moved to Vegas a few years ago, I'd know no one here. My parents and my past self would still be in Hawaii, which means I could enjoy myself out here after finding a job for myself (the money in my wallet simply won't do). And since the real estate was so cheap back then, I'd save up and buy myself a nice 2-story house for well under $300K, start a business or something, make gobs of money, buy one of those $100K electric sports cars (when the time comes) and laugh at everyone complaining about gas prices (assuming my survival rate hasn't fallen to zero by the time 2008 rolls around).
If only.
Jam it back in, in the dark.