hey dance talker, let's have a dance talk battle.
fucking-SHIT.
yeah, it's 6 in the morning and i already got a bitchin' story.
yesterday i chilled with tara, and around 9:30/10:00, we decided to go to her friend russel's house. what's weird is that kristen sykes, an old friend of jessica and i, is russel's roommate. when she finally woke up and came out of her room, she just kind of glanced over me and went back in. she had this friend with her who looked very familiar. i know who she is but i never knew her name. Rachel? not Rachel Schumer, another Rachel, i think. whatever, the girl was a joke. she was like a wannabe, i could just tell. she used to be friends with danielle fisher.
after a while of smoking and talking and having an alright time, tara and i decide that we are hungry for wendy's. we gradually make our way out. once we have worked our way outside, kristen is standing there. she asked "are you leaving? we didn't even get to chit-chat." and i said, "well, i'll be back again, we can still chit chat"
Kristen was outside for a reason. Kristen was outside to greet a friend. And i bet you all know who that friend is. that's right. Eddie Rodriguez. my first thought on seeing him is:
"God, they'll let anyone in here."
ha. so eddie's sitting there and he starts talking about how the pot in africa is super seedy, and that he's going to tokyo. i couldn't help but laugh, i still can't help but laugh. Africa? is that where they taught you to be a pathological liar?
and if that's not enough super sightings for the evening, this kid, i think his name was chris madden, he tried to kill himself in front of Rachel's apartment when she and jessica were outside, was there with some friends in a band of his. met them all. he was crazy. and a poser.
finally, tara eyeballed me and we internally decided it was time to leave. as we walked away, tara said "it was nice meeting all of you", and i managed to say "yeah, its like a little reunion."
tara is a good friend, she's really on top of things like that. whenever we come into contact with people who i have a history with, she's immediately aware, i don't have to whisper or explain or anything.
this is all a very limited view on the situation, and i'm still a little pist. i haven't mentioned the fact that i did a tarot reading on myself the other day, where the final card was a dark man entering my life. eddie's that dark man. today i'm just going to go work and think about money and painting and all the good things in my life.
don't tell me if you're off to see the world.
i know you won't get very far.
yeah, it's 6 in the morning and i already got a bitchin' story.
yesterday i chilled with tara, and around 9:30/10:00, we decided to go to her friend russel's house. what's weird is that kristen sykes, an old friend of jessica and i, is russel's roommate. when she finally woke up and came out of her room, she just kind of glanced over me and went back in. she had this friend with her who looked very familiar. i know who she is but i never knew her name. Rachel? not Rachel Schumer, another Rachel, i think. whatever, the girl was a joke. she was like a wannabe, i could just tell. she used to be friends with danielle fisher.
after a while of smoking and talking and having an alright time, tara and i decide that we are hungry for wendy's. we gradually make our way out. once we have worked our way outside, kristen is standing there. she asked "are you leaving? we didn't even get to chit-chat." and i said, "well, i'll be back again, we can still chit chat"
Kristen was outside for a reason. Kristen was outside to greet a friend. And i bet you all know who that friend is. that's right. Eddie Rodriguez. my first thought on seeing him is:
"God, they'll let anyone in here."
ha. so eddie's sitting there and he starts talking about how the pot in africa is super seedy, and that he's going to tokyo. i couldn't help but laugh, i still can't help but laugh. Africa? is that where they taught you to be a pathological liar?
and if that's not enough super sightings for the evening, this kid, i think his name was chris madden, he tried to kill himself in front of Rachel's apartment when she and jessica were outside, was there with some friends in a band of his. met them all. he was crazy. and a poser.
finally, tara eyeballed me and we internally decided it was time to leave. as we walked away, tara said "it was nice meeting all of you", and i managed to say "yeah, its like a little reunion."
tara is a good friend, she's really on top of things like that. whenever we come into contact with people who i have a history with, she's immediately aware, i don't have to whisper or explain or anything.
this is all a very limited view on the situation, and i'm still a little pist. i haven't mentioned the fact that i did a tarot reading on myself the other day, where the final card was a dark man entering my life. eddie's that dark man. today i'm just going to go work and think about money and painting and all the good things in my life.
don't tell me if you're off to see the world.
i know you won't get very far.