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So, I hitched to Schiano's two days ago... I get picked up by this guy who looked middle aged, driving a green four-door station wagon that was in good shape. He just happened to be going to harbison, and we were on Assembly Street, downtown, and on the other side of the capital.... Anyway, he and I are talking, because that's what people like to do when they pick people up - they're interested in my lifestyle, and what I do, and why I'm hitching everyday. Well, this guy was REALLY interested in my lifestyle. Particularly interested in whether or not I liked him, and wanted to go back with him to his new place. I originally planned to be walking for at least an hour before I got picked up, but since that didn't happen, I got to work an hour early. So, the new manager wasn't going to show up for another hour, and this guy decides to hang around. Quincey just wouldn't go away - and I was uncomfortable. Is this how people see themselves picking other people up? I let him know that I was married and monagomous... but it just didn't seem like it was sinking in... weirdest ride yet.
I started my new job at Mangia! Mangia! tonight. Fast paced shit, man. Crazy good stuff - I like the food. I also drank two pitchers of Pepsi when I was there - I was so dehydrated for some reason! I bottled beer #2, today before work. It smells good and strong - so I am excited! We're calling it "bird" beer, in honor of Kevin Byrd for the bottles that the beer is in, the vulture that I saw in my mother's neighborhood, and for birds in general - for symbolizing freedom. The first beer is "Boa." It's kind of an Australian Ale, and I would ship Evil Kevin to Austrailia.
Long, tiring day.
I seem to bike really really fast at night. Cars get in my way at night; not the other way around.
I need good "luck" tomorrow. I want it to be a good day.
I started my new job at Mangia! Mangia! tonight. Fast paced shit, man. Crazy good stuff - I like the food. I also drank two pitchers of Pepsi when I was there - I was so dehydrated for some reason! I bottled beer #2, today before work. It smells good and strong - so I am excited! We're calling it "bird" beer, in honor of Kevin Byrd for the bottles that the beer is in, the vulture that I saw in my mother's neighborhood, and for birds in general - for symbolizing freedom. The first beer is "Boa." It's kind of an Australian Ale, and I would ship Evil Kevin to Austrailia.
Long, tiring day.
I seem to bike really really fast at night. Cars get in my way at night; not the other way around.
I need good "luck" tomorrow. I want it to be a good day.