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i just spent the past half hour on the phone with my mom.. i sold some old art & of course left it all in a plastic bag in the garage back at my parents house.. so i had to get her to find it for me.. well when she found the bag.. she decided to describe each & every piece she pulled out..
this was amazing!!
why i did not recored this i will never know..
i have no idea what she pulled outta that bag but her descriptions were beautiful.. most of them starting with "what da heck.." and ending with "No Lincoln No.. Preston Fang Stop it.. LINCOLN come back here"
i think she found the right stuff to send.. & i think she got everything back safely from the animals but i guess ill never know.. unless the people who bought it complain..
i love my mom.. when i called her to figure this stuff out she picked up the phone before it even rang & said "what do you want im trying to text into american idol"..
god knows how many texts shes sent that show.. hahaa.. i miss her
anyways today i rode the metro with a new friend from my new job.. we brought our bikes & took em on the train to down town then rode em to work on the streets of the city..
this was scary..
i know that sounds stupid.. but this is the first time i have ever done anything like that in my life.. rode a bike in a busy city during rush hour.. she asked me if i rode my bike back in detroit on the road or the sidewalk & i just laughed then said no body uses the sidewalks in detroit for nothin.. the roads are for cars people bikes dogs cats rats glass trash & unsupervised toddlers all going their own direction.. but it is nothing like this.. all that shit is really spread out.. its hard to explain to people how empty the city of detroit is.. they cant comprehend things like that..
but i rode public transportation & my bike to work & it was actually somewhat efficient.. it doesnt feel natural.. on the way to work my new work friend told me she was vegan & didnt ever drive anywhere.. i told her i drive too much & i love cheese & have eat'n in & out burger the past week every other day.. her bike is small & new & she had a helmet.. my bike is old & squeaks & has a milk crate for a basket.. sometimes i feel a bit outta place.. but shes real nice & from what it sounds like her art work is basically her making out with people in fucked up ways & recreating torture devices outta fruit.. this makes me feel better about things..
i came home & accidentally started crying when i saw a picture of kitty & maggie on flickr..
i dont know who i am or where i am anymore things are moving so fast & it would be nice to get drunk & dance with some old friends and forget about life for awhile..
..nothing seems real to me
this was amazing!!
why i did not recored this i will never know..
i have no idea what she pulled outta that bag but her descriptions were beautiful.. most of them starting with "what da heck.." and ending with "No Lincoln No.. Preston Fang Stop it.. LINCOLN come back here"
i think she found the right stuff to send.. & i think she got everything back safely from the animals but i guess ill never know.. unless the people who bought it complain..
i love my mom.. when i called her to figure this stuff out she picked up the phone before it even rang & said "what do you want im trying to text into american idol"..
god knows how many texts shes sent that show.. hahaa.. i miss her
anyways today i rode the metro with a new friend from my new job.. we brought our bikes & took em on the train to down town then rode em to work on the streets of the city..
this was scary..
i know that sounds stupid.. but this is the first time i have ever done anything like that in my life.. rode a bike in a busy city during rush hour.. she asked me if i rode my bike back in detroit on the road or the sidewalk & i just laughed then said no body uses the sidewalks in detroit for nothin.. the roads are for cars people bikes dogs cats rats glass trash & unsupervised toddlers all going their own direction.. but it is nothing like this.. all that shit is really spread out.. its hard to explain to people how empty the city of detroit is.. they cant comprehend things like that..
but i rode public transportation & my bike to work & it was actually somewhat efficient.. it doesnt feel natural.. on the way to work my new work friend told me she was vegan & didnt ever drive anywhere.. i told her i drive too much & i love cheese & have eat'n in & out burger the past week every other day.. her bike is small & new & she had a helmet.. my bike is old & squeaks & has a milk crate for a basket.. sometimes i feel a bit outta place.. but shes real nice & from what it sounds like her art work is basically her making out with people in fucked up ways & recreating torture devices outta fruit.. this makes me feel better about things..
i came home & accidentally started crying when i saw a picture of kitty & maggie on flickr..
i dont know who i am or where i am anymore things are moving so fast & it would be nice to get drunk & dance with some old friends and forget about life for awhile..
..nothing seems real to me