thoughts escape me. these macabre dreams of youth gone by...
long week at work. i've realized that at Q's i've become famous by association. My brother is so well known that i have people that i apparently know greet me. I have people coming up to me saying "hey your Andy!" and i have no fucking clue who they might be... wether they are hot or not i had no idea who half the people who came up to me where... damn.. thats sad.
i dont know how to describe it people actually remember who i am. even w/o the help of my brother i went in all ghetto (hood and sideways cap) and people recognized meh. I even overheard some people say "shit!!! he can dance" they think just because i dress one way that i dont know the music. But i know better than they do... I grew up on all that 80's music they didn't fuckin' noobs.
it was an interesting night to say the least. i enjoyed my night though everything else happened around me. i'm off to sleeeeeep see ya
~the one and only Andy
i dont know how to describe it people actually remember who i am. even w/o the help of my brother i went in all ghetto (hood and sideways cap) and people recognized meh. I even overheard some people say "shit!!! he can dance" they think just because i dress one way that i dont know the music. But i know better than they do... I grew up on all that 80's music they didn't fuckin' noobs.
it was an interesting night to say the least. i enjoyed my night though everything else happened around me. i'm off to sleeeeeep see ya
~the one and only Andy