Dec 09, 2007 02:43
tonight i was sort of mugged. because of a friend who is now gone, who left yesterday, who called this man up onto my porch three weeks ago, this man who stopped by accidentally last week and showed up tonight. full of shit, i know. said he had a gun. wasn't going to take chances. i'm only out 25 bucks. could've been worse. could've been a hundred. could've been some bones or tubing and fluid. i swear to god if i see the guy again i'm gonna tell him to leave and if he doesnt i'm going to break his face and call the cops i swear jesus christ if it wasn't such a nice mug it would be in his face right now. see nobody's calling the cops and he pretended to make a coin toss asked for a quarter and avoided my question about hey, what are we calling it on (just the day after watching no country, oh jesus) and keeps the quarter i swear to god. god that ice in the streets and hell if i can't keep my hands warm because i know i cant.
and i'm awake and i'm bright awake. i'm bill gates you son of a bitch. none of these reverse phone lookups are getting any information and i'm still kicking myself about fountains and buses.