Book-a-thon.
I'm tired so I'm going to keep this short. Of course, suffering from
insomnia means I might as well take my time and write out a full
report, but I'm lazy and unmotivated so....
Argh. Anyways, the book reading was great. I was the sharpest dressed guy there. No one could one up my style. People got no game, man. People got no game. The food was fantastic. I have fallen in love with pineapple pie. I wish there had been meat, but that's because I'm a carnivorous bastard. The actual reading was interesting, and the place was packed with all those quirky types you would expect to chill in a Starbuck's while sipping on espresso. If I wasn't in such a tired/good mood I would call them pretentious poetry types, but they were alright.
But you know what wasn't alright? There was this one guy in the room who seemed to have misconstrued the dress code. He wore this shirt which was quite literally THE MOST FLAMING SHIRT I have ever layed my eyes on. It kind of looked like this, but even more crass and tasteless:
I suspect this foolish fellow is one of those types of guys who thinks wearing shirts that say "No Fear" is cool. God, what a troglodyte. Did I spell that right?
Argh. Anyways, the book reading was great. I was the sharpest dressed guy there. No one could one up my style. People got no game, man. People got no game. The food was fantastic. I have fallen in love with pineapple pie. I wish there had been meat, but that's because I'm a carnivorous bastard. The actual reading was interesting, and the place was packed with all those quirky types you would expect to chill in a Starbuck's while sipping on espresso. If I wasn't in such a tired/good mood I would call them pretentious poetry types, but they were alright.
But you know what wasn't alright? There was this one guy in the room who seemed to have misconstrued the dress code. He wore this shirt which was quite literally THE MOST FLAMING SHIRT I have ever layed my eyes on. It kind of looked like this, but even more crass and tasteless:
I suspect this foolish fellow is one of those types of guys who thinks wearing shirts that say "No Fear" is cool. God, what a troglodyte. Did I spell that right?