in a suit made of hair I roar like a bear
Here's the deal, kids:
Tonight I go to a baseball game with my dad. Afterwards I would like to hang out with people, if anyone's up to that.
Tomorrow I really should go visit two kids who will be in Boston, because I told one of them that I'd visit him like a month ago, and the other one is going to be in Europe for six months or something. But I don't know if I'm on top of stuff enough to do so.
Sunday I intend to go to a get-together being arranged by a girl I haven't seen in a good four years, but I haven't called her yet. But I will. But if that's not until afternoon, then somebody should come get some Indian Buffet with me at noon in Dover. It's gross and I love it.
Monday morning, the Heartbreaker Train rolls out headed for New York City. I stay there for a week, applying for jobs, then on Friday I roll down to Arlington Virginia where I hook up with one of my good old college boys and we take a week-long jaunt to the beaches of North Carolina. I haven't had a summer yet (in like five years) and his family is renting a place. So it'll be me and his family. Then I head immediately back to NYC where I continue the pursuit of a job and a place to live and buy a million "Set For Life" tickets, because my real goal in life is to get five thousand dollars a week just for being alive still.
I'm actually not really excited about any part of my future at the moment. Except for the part where I win set for life and buy myself good audio and video equipment and then go to Phuket, Thailand for a year to train in muay thai boxing and brazilian jiu-jitsu and then travel the world shooting documentaries and composing music and writing books and fighting mma for cash money relying on my steady income only when I have to so when I finally settle (in Alaska?) I'll have plenty set aside for the future of myself and my children and I can be a stay at home father, possibly with a stay at home wife and two loving children (named Nosebleed and Antique). We'll be a creative, productive, loving family.
Also, I'd just like to note that I'm upset that the Music Hall isn't showing Me and You and Everyone We Know until after I'm gone. I've been waiting all summer to see it. All summer.
Tonight I go to a baseball game with my dad. Afterwards I would like to hang out with people, if anyone's up to that.
Tomorrow I really should go visit two kids who will be in Boston, because I told one of them that I'd visit him like a month ago, and the other one is going to be in Europe for six months or something. But I don't know if I'm on top of stuff enough to do so.
Sunday I intend to go to a get-together being arranged by a girl I haven't seen in a good four years, but I haven't called her yet. But I will. But if that's not until afternoon, then somebody should come get some Indian Buffet with me at noon in Dover. It's gross and I love it.
Monday morning, the Heartbreaker Train rolls out headed for New York City. I stay there for a week, applying for jobs, then on Friday I roll down to Arlington Virginia where I hook up with one of my good old college boys and we take a week-long jaunt to the beaches of North Carolina. I haven't had a summer yet (in like five years) and his family is renting a place. So it'll be me and his family. Then I head immediately back to NYC where I continue the pursuit of a job and a place to live and buy a million "Set For Life" tickets, because my real goal in life is to get five thousand dollars a week just for being alive still.
I'm actually not really excited about any part of my future at the moment. Except for the part where I win set for life and buy myself good audio and video equipment and then go to Phuket, Thailand for a year to train in muay thai boxing and brazilian jiu-jitsu and then travel the world shooting documentaries and composing music and writing books and fighting mma for cash money relying on my steady income only when I have to so when I finally settle (in Alaska?) I'll have plenty set aside for the future of myself and my children and I can be a stay at home father, possibly with a stay at home wife and two loving children (named Nosebleed and Antique). We'll be a creative, productive, loving family.
Also, I'd just like to note that I'm upset that the Music Hall isn't showing Me and You and Everyone We Know until after I'm gone. I've been waiting all summer to see it. All summer.