crack and laundry... put them together for umm...
Yesterday I had to do 3 weeks worth of laundry for myself and Anthony, which basically would have been about 8 loads. So I walk around the block and compare 3 laundry mats.
There is a nice laundry mat literally on the opposite corner from my apt, then theres one a little further (2 buildings)down from that one. The nice one costs $3.00 for a small load, the ghetto one has one for $3.25 for a triple load. So I went to the ghetto one, put my clothes in the washer, then realized I didn't have change for the dryer. It only takes 5ives. So I go buy a soda to break my $10, and then go back to the coin dispenser. Apparently doesn't take fives either. So i go to the nice one and use their nice change machine. I wondered why there are so many people in the expensive one, but not the one I was at.
When I come back, there's just me and the crackhead that was sitting in front. She comes in w/ a guy and they go to the back of the Laundry mat to do stuff. They both tuck beneath the washing machines getting out of site, but like popping up and looking around (though I was the only one there so it made me super uncomfy), and i'm like... hmm... sex, or drugs, or both?!!
It smelt like crack immediately after. How do I know what crack smells like? I don't. I can only assume it was crack, because... well... process of elimination. I know for sure the girl sitting in front of the laundry mat was a crackhead. Not meth... Crack. I just kept loading the laundry, and listening to my I-pod.
Either way, 8 loads of laundry -- fin!
oh yeah, and this weekend i smoked too many cigarettes that my lung hurt the next day. I'm quiting for a while. These past two weeks iv'e been a smoker
There is a nice laundry mat literally on the opposite corner from my apt, then theres one a little further (2 buildings)down from that one. The nice one costs $3.00 for a small load, the ghetto one has one for $3.25 for a triple load. So I went to the ghetto one, put my clothes in the washer, then realized I didn't have change for the dryer. It only takes 5ives. So I go buy a soda to break my $10, and then go back to the coin dispenser. Apparently doesn't take fives either. So i go to the nice one and use their nice change machine. I wondered why there are so many people in the expensive one, but not the one I was at.
When I come back, there's just me and the crackhead that was sitting in front. She comes in w/ a guy and they go to the back of the Laundry mat to do stuff. They both tuck beneath the washing machines getting out of site, but like popping up and looking around (though I was the only one there so it made me super uncomfy), and i'm like... hmm... sex, or drugs, or both?!!
It smelt like crack immediately after. How do I know what crack smells like? I don't. I can only assume it was crack, because... well... process of elimination. I know for sure the girl sitting in front of the laundry mat was a crackhead. Not meth... Crack. I just kept loading the laundry, and listening to my I-pod.
Either way, 8 loads of laundry -- fin!
oh yeah, and this weekend i smoked too many cigarettes that my lung hurt the next day. I'm quiting for a while. These past two weeks iv'e been a smoker