You went to school to learn, girl...
What a great couple days. Get out of work Monday, me and Adam roll to Clerks 2. Best thing ever. Then, I bring him back, go get Dave, the coolest cat in Ithaca, and smoke up him, Jerbear, Carter, and Tyler, of all people. Pass out. Wake up at 4:30. Grab Dave, wander around downtown, have a chill conversation with a librarian about storm drains, get shisha, ate the absolute best dinner ever of ribs and various other foods, smoked hookah with Kate, drove around looking for Clerks 2, realized Carter is a retard and smoked more hookah. 11:55 AM!
Woke up, chilled with Car and Dave, ballsed my way into the Office of the City Engineer and got a plan of the entire storm drain network of Saratoga Springs which is so big it completely covers a twin bed, saw Clerks 2 again... oh damn wqas it good. Then we swung a lil party. Skinny dipping was involved. As was wrestling and naked dirty dancing. Woo! Dirty. Passed out, woke up 2 hours later and felt GREAT! Oooh.
Dropped the kids off, had breakfast with Kate, gotta love the coffee and cigarettes, put my hair in pigtails and sung ABC by The Jackson 5 and danced to make her feel better. Hopefully it worked. It certainly made me feel good.
Now that I have my plaid pants again I feel excellent. This was always one of my best outfits and I'm glad I have the pants to match the sabre-toothed lime shirt and boots. Man, I wish I had a camera. Kate told me she thought I was cute :-)
And also that I came off as really really gay. Oh snap!
So, we have maps that need translation and lamination for the expedition, we're going to need to get outfitted next. We also need to pick a date. Plan the route. Make sure everyone knows the risks. Formulate some sort of plan for a freak-out. Tuck our genitals back a la silence of the lambs. Still much to do, gents!
Oh my god, does anyone else think Rosario Dawson is the perfect woman? I just can't imagine it getting any better than that. Most supermodels and actresses I just think of as dumb cunts but she's completely out of everyone's league. My god.
Grrr. I haven't talked to Lola in what (for me) seems like a long time. Quite lame.
But I rediscovered my ability to dance, which should serve me well when we do go get her. We need to plan that. Hardcore.
St. Mark's?
Woke up, chilled with Car and Dave, ballsed my way into the Office of the City Engineer and got a plan of the entire storm drain network of Saratoga Springs which is so big it completely covers a twin bed, saw Clerks 2 again... oh damn wqas it good. Then we swung a lil party. Skinny dipping was involved. As was wrestling and naked dirty dancing. Woo! Dirty. Passed out, woke up 2 hours later and felt GREAT! Oooh.
Dropped the kids off, had breakfast with Kate, gotta love the coffee and cigarettes, put my hair in pigtails and sung ABC by The Jackson 5 and danced to make her feel better. Hopefully it worked. It certainly made me feel good.
Now that I have my plaid pants again I feel excellent. This was always one of my best outfits and I'm glad I have the pants to match the sabre-toothed lime shirt and boots. Man, I wish I had a camera. Kate told me she thought I was cute :-)
And also that I came off as really really gay. Oh snap!
So, we have maps that need translation and lamination for the expedition, we're going to need to get outfitted next. We also need to pick a date. Plan the route. Make sure everyone knows the risks. Formulate some sort of plan for a freak-out. Tuck our genitals back a la silence of the lambs. Still much to do, gents!
Oh my god, does anyone else think Rosario Dawson is the perfect woman? I just can't imagine it getting any better than that. Most supermodels and actresses I just think of as dumb cunts but she's completely out of everyone's league. My god.
Grrr. I haven't talked to Lola in what (for me) seems like a long time. Quite lame.
But I rediscovered my ability to dance, which should serve me well when we do go get her. We need to plan that. Hardcore.
St. Mark's?