rice and beans
i just threw up my dinner. it sucked. but it was so soon after i ate it that it really wasnt even that bad. i could have eaten it again.
sorry, i bet that intro was a lil crass. and i havent even posted in ages. thats me tho take it or leave it. also, fyi there is no "o" button on this laptp i am using so now that you knw that i may leave one out here and there but ill try my best to be precise coz thats hw i roll.
im excited for this weekend. im going up to NP for a sexy summer getaway, and lara's bday bash. she's supposedly got 8 bands playin at her house, Professor Bone, and friday night tiger piss is playin at snugs. my once favorite bar. by the way, not sure if anyone knws ray from snugs the cool bald one, but he bartends in park slope now which i find crazy. during the week tho so ill probably never see him. coz im a stupid adult now. so weeee BISTRO is in my very near future. i wonder which booth ill sit at. maybe two different ones if im lucky enugh to go twice this weekend. which i think i might be.
ugh. my job moved downtown which is awesome for my commute. it's really 35 mins door to door which cuts out 25 mins from my usual trek to midtown, nyc. i was a lil skeptical bout mvin dwn there because we are literally right next to the World Trade Center. but i really never see it. the hole that is. i thought id see it all the time and be depressed all the time, but really i only am when i see it. which is rare. i choose not to look i guess. i guess i could see it every day or even every time i stepped outside. but yeah, i dont.
my eyes sting. various reasns.
i wish i had little mermaid. im dyin here without cable. oh! yesss let me go on about my new apartment. sooo much t say. ok. first f all its amazing. its everything i could have wanted and then some. my room is more than double the size of my one at 476 and heres the real kicker... we have a BACKYARD! hello summer haven. weve already bbq'd a bunch and played beerpong with our pantry door that fuccis dad took off for us. he didnt know wed us it for a beerpong table, but alas mr. malfucci has gifted us the best of all.
we have a bean bag chair. and lots of electronics from the late 70s/early 80s once again thanks to the malfuccis. but lets go on about this backyard. because a small crisis occurred last nite. id love to get advice on how to handle this crisis. so please feel more than free (is obliged pushing it?) to put in your two cents.
OK-
i get home from work yesterday. around 5:30 and i chill, unwind (smoke weed and eat dinner) and then i decide it's due time to tweeze my brows. so i set up a seat right by my sliding glass door. open up the curtain for some sun light and finish a brow. the curtain has been open this whole time but still i hadnt looked in my yard. finally i swivel around in my stool and to my HORROR there are TWO HUGE piles of garbage NEATLY tucked away in the far left corner of my yard and the right corner as well. one pile is HUGE and covered with a tarp (which makes me real nervous like it's not going away for a while) and and the other pile is absolutely inappropriate- are you ready? please excuse the capitalization, but i must : 5 GRIMEY, CRUSTY, CORRODED OLD TOILET BOWLS, A RUSTY NASTY ASS EXHAUST FAN CRUSTED WITH GREASE, AND A PAIR OF RUBBER GLVOVES THAT LOOK LIKE THEY HAVE EVERY DISEASE ONE THEM. no, worse. the diseases have diseases on these gloves.
so we all called the landlady yesterday. apparently her brother moved this shit from one of the basement apartments. so no one came through our house (thank god). and wing (our landlady) told us that it would be cleaned up today. since we were so appalled and basically told her that the reason we took this apt was because of the backyard and we were told by both realtor and landlady that it was ours to use. this is not only straight up wack but beyond rude in my opinion. like, we have a nice glass table and patio chairs out there. obviously people are dwelling here and dwelling well. to just dump like that AND NPT EVEN WARN US (which it still wouldn't be ok) is so fucked.
so we are calling wing every day until it's out. and if it's not out by august 1, when she calls us to pick up her rent. then she wont get it. boo yaa. the neighbors next to us are really really chill awesome folks. and they too suffer from our landlady's brother's crud. they just dont say anything tho. us. we will not tolerate.
ok. so no one read this except maybe kelly coz shes an english teacher. but yeah. sorry this was so long.
ima go get high.
sorry, i bet that intro was a lil crass. and i havent even posted in ages. thats me tho take it or leave it. also, fyi there is no "o" button on this laptp i am using so now that you knw that i may leave one out here and there but ill try my best to be precise coz thats hw i roll.
im excited for this weekend. im going up to NP for a sexy summer getaway, and lara's bday bash. she's supposedly got 8 bands playin at her house, Professor Bone, and friday night tiger piss is playin at snugs. my once favorite bar. by the way, not sure if anyone knws ray from snugs the cool bald one, but he bartends in park slope now which i find crazy. during the week tho so ill probably never see him. coz im a stupid adult now. so weeee BISTRO is in my very near future. i wonder which booth ill sit at. maybe two different ones if im lucky enugh to go twice this weekend. which i think i might be.
ugh. my job moved downtown which is awesome for my commute. it's really 35 mins door to door which cuts out 25 mins from my usual trek to midtown, nyc. i was a lil skeptical bout mvin dwn there because we are literally right next to the World Trade Center. but i really never see it. the hole that is. i thought id see it all the time and be depressed all the time, but really i only am when i see it. which is rare. i choose not to look i guess. i guess i could see it every day or even every time i stepped outside. but yeah, i dont.
my eyes sting. various reasns.
i wish i had little mermaid. im dyin here without cable. oh! yesss let me go on about my new apartment. sooo much t say. ok. first f all its amazing. its everything i could have wanted and then some. my room is more than double the size of my one at 476 and heres the real kicker... we have a BACKYARD! hello summer haven. weve already bbq'd a bunch and played beerpong with our pantry door that fuccis dad took off for us. he didnt know wed us it for a beerpong table, but alas mr. malfucci has gifted us the best of all.
we have a bean bag chair. and lots of electronics from the late 70s/early 80s once again thanks to the malfuccis. but lets go on about this backyard. because a small crisis occurred last nite. id love to get advice on how to handle this crisis. so please feel more than free (is obliged pushing it?) to put in your two cents.
OK-
i get home from work yesterday. around 5:30 and i chill, unwind (smoke weed and eat dinner) and then i decide it's due time to tweeze my brows. so i set up a seat right by my sliding glass door. open up the curtain for some sun light and finish a brow. the curtain has been open this whole time but still i hadnt looked in my yard. finally i swivel around in my stool and to my HORROR there are TWO HUGE piles of garbage NEATLY tucked away in the far left corner of my yard and the right corner as well. one pile is HUGE and covered with a tarp (which makes me real nervous like it's not going away for a while) and and the other pile is absolutely inappropriate- are you ready? please excuse the capitalization, but i must : 5 GRIMEY, CRUSTY, CORRODED OLD TOILET BOWLS, A RUSTY NASTY ASS EXHAUST FAN CRUSTED WITH GREASE, AND A PAIR OF RUBBER GLVOVES THAT LOOK LIKE THEY HAVE EVERY DISEASE ONE THEM. no, worse. the diseases have diseases on these gloves.
so we all called the landlady yesterday. apparently her brother moved this shit from one of the basement apartments. so no one came through our house (thank god). and wing (our landlady) told us that it would be cleaned up today. since we were so appalled and basically told her that the reason we took this apt was because of the backyard and we were told by both realtor and landlady that it was ours to use. this is not only straight up wack but beyond rude in my opinion. like, we have a nice glass table and patio chairs out there. obviously people are dwelling here and dwelling well. to just dump like that AND NPT EVEN WARN US (which it still wouldn't be ok) is so fucked.
so we are calling wing every day until it's out. and if it's not out by august 1, when she calls us to pick up her rent. then she wont get it. boo yaa. the neighbors next to us are really really chill awesome folks. and they too suffer from our landlady's brother's crud. they just dont say anything tho. us. we will not tolerate.
ok. so no one read this except maybe kelly coz shes an english teacher. but yeah. sorry this was so long.
ima go get high.