you know you only used to get juiced in it.
so i have recently (and by recently i mean today) rekindled my love for bob dylan all over again by listening to songs and albums i haven't listened to in a long time. world gone wrong is such an amazing album and i love it.
see, he's singing about me.. "well i got a woman five feet short
she yells and hollers and screams and snorts
she tickles my nose pats me on the head
pulls me over and kicks me out of bed.
she's a man eater, meat grinder, bad loser."
while i've rekindled my dylan flame, i've pretty much blown out another one for someone else. it's over for real this time folks. next time i talk to him/see him i will not get sucked into the trap.
yesterday was my day off so i slept late and went out to dinner with my parents to a sweet italian restaurant on 35. afterward i got a call from alex bussey and him and julian came to pick me up. we went to ruby's to visit dan and paul and workout with arnold? the night consisted of diaper scents (?), arnold's workout book, "this is my mom," julian farting constantlyyy, "did you feel that through the seat?", driving down rt. 9 for no apparent reason, the park, manalapan diner, MEAN big john studd, honey smacks and golden crisps, the golden crisp bear.. on drugs, alex making the FUNNIEST most priceless face ever which paul got a picture of on my phone.
today i worked 4-10 and i had to watch a video on copy center and up-selling or some shit but isaac made me go back to copy center (thank god) before i fell asleep. i made the mistake of telling him it was telling me stuff i already knew so he made me take the test, which i didn't finish either. i'm probably going to fail but who cares WHO HAS TO TAKE A TEST AT WORK?!? for real.
i leave tomorrow to go camping with my boys. i can't wait. i hope it's just as good as last year, or better. i come back wednesday. bye.
see, he's singing about me.. "well i got a woman five feet short
she yells and hollers and screams and snorts
she tickles my nose pats me on the head
pulls me over and kicks me out of bed.
she's a man eater, meat grinder, bad loser."
while i've rekindled my dylan flame, i've pretty much blown out another one for someone else. it's over for real this time folks. next time i talk to him/see him i will not get sucked into the trap.
yesterday was my day off so i slept late and went out to dinner with my parents to a sweet italian restaurant on 35. afterward i got a call from alex bussey and him and julian came to pick me up. we went to ruby's to visit dan and paul and workout with arnold? the night consisted of diaper scents (?), arnold's workout book, "this is my mom," julian farting constantlyyy, "did you feel that through the seat?", driving down rt. 9 for no apparent reason, the park, manalapan diner, MEAN big john studd, honey smacks and golden crisps, the golden crisp bear.. on drugs, alex making the FUNNIEST most priceless face ever which paul got a picture of on my phone.
today i worked 4-10 and i had to watch a video on copy center and up-selling or some shit but isaac made me go back to copy center (thank god) before i fell asleep. i made the mistake of telling him it was telling me stuff i already knew so he made me take the test, which i didn't finish either. i'm probably going to fail but who cares WHO HAS TO TAKE A TEST AT WORK?!? for real.
i leave tomorrow to go camping with my boys. i can't wait. i hope it's just as good as last year, or better. i come back wednesday. bye.