she had a fear of trains.
Ugghhh. On the way home, I was so excited to post about my day, but now...
That's also kinda pathetic. Well, not really. I haven't made a real entry for quite some time.
I'll start off with a funny part of an AIM conversation that just ended.
ohalmodovar: hold on. I have to go wash my hand really quick.
Jamspice13: ......
ohalmodovar: what? they're dirty from being downtown. and some of your mexican got on me, so I had to wash that off.
Yeah. Probably not that funny to other people. But fuck you anyway.
I'm not going to use any semicolons, commas, or colons in this entry. Everything is going to be separate sentences.
I deposited my check. I gave my mom $75. I got gas. I drove to Fresno to pick up Annie. I bought her cigarettes. We went to Tower Records. Daniel called. She told him to come meet us there. Jodi called. She told us to meet her at Naked Fish. I bought Totally Fucked Up on DVD, Beck's One Foot in the Grave, Morrissey's Bona Drag (on cassette), and the Magnetic Fields's Charm of the Highway Strip. The food was good at Naked Fish. We finished. We drove to the Revue. We drove downtown to see Briana something's (Niilo's wife) pieces at Fig Tree. They were so fucking great. We drove to H Street Studios. I liked a lot of the stuff on display there. We drew on the train tracks with sidewalk chalk. We waited for two trains to come. They switched tracks or something. They never came. We left. We went back to the Revue. Annie's mom called. I drove her home. I bought her more cigarettes. I went back to the Revue to meet John. I hit him in the balls with a rolled-up newspaper. He fell off the table. We talked to his friends outside. We sat in my car for 10 minutes. We talked. He left. I came home.
That's also kinda pathetic. Well, not really. I haven't made a real entry for quite some time.
I'll start off with a funny part of an AIM conversation that just ended.
ohalmodovar: hold on. I have to go wash my hand really quick.
Jamspice13: ......
ohalmodovar: what? they're dirty from being downtown. and some of your mexican got on me, so I had to wash that off.
Yeah. Probably not that funny to other people. But fuck you anyway.
I'm not going to use any semicolons, commas, or colons in this entry. Everything is going to be separate sentences.
I deposited my check. I gave my mom $75. I got gas. I drove to Fresno to pick up Annie. I bought her cigarettes. We went to Tower Records. Daniel called. She told him to come meet us there. Jodi called. She told us to meet her at Naked Fish. I bought Totally Fucked Up on DVD, Beck's One Foot in the Grave, Morrissey's Bona Drag (on cassette), and the Magnetic Fields's Charm of the Highway Strip. The food was good at Naked Fish. We finished. We drove to the Revue. We drove downtown to see Briana something's (Niilo's wife) pieces at Fig Tree. They were so fucking great. We drove to H Street Studios. I liked a lot of the stuff on display there. We drew on the train tracks with sidewalk chalk. We waited for two trains to come. They switched tracks or something. They never came. We left. We went back to the Revue. Annie's mom called. I drove her home. I bought her more cigarettes. I went back to the Revue to meet John. I hit him in the balls with a rolled-up newspaper. He fell off the table. We talked to his friends outside. We sat in my car for 10 minutes. We talked. He left. I came home.