mannequin molestation monday
a lady was reading "g-string mysteries" on the bus today...her fake hair smelled passionate
i love my new big kahuna shirt...more on that later.
i can only think about thai food. i shared an order of pad thai today with maryam. we tried to go to the abandoned whore house but it was fucking boarded up. fuck. we hung out at the spot instead.
there is a restaurant in the UK where it is pitch dark and all the waiters are blind.
had a great weekend just like the stars said. saturday was mel's bday at the loop. after i met up with billie and headed over to christian's to dance. i learned i know little about 19th century literature and even less about being good at charades. i drank until 6 in the morning.
got high and went to the buskers sunday. there were these gymnast guys that used yoga balls to propel themselves in the air...sounds retarded but it ruled in my brain.
So my camera has gone the way of the weasel. Deadsburg.
i saw santa claus like 3 months ago. he was homeless and wandering around downtown windsor in black hi-tops and a marijuana shirt. this means two things:
1) the north pole has melted
2) magic reindeer are now extinct.
thanks, global warming, you’ve officially ruined christmas.
i have much love for the fanny pack. maryam re-introduced them to me about a 4 months ago and now i can’t imagine life without it. well, ok i can, but i’d be bitter; you can take that to the bank. they’re so handy. and one of these days, when i have a camera on me, you will see my little guy in all his glory.
i love my new big kahuna shirt...more on that later.
i can only think about thai food. i shared an order of pad thai today with maryam. we tried to go to the abandoned whore house but it was fucking boarded up. fuck. we hung out at the spot instead.
there is a restaurant in the UK where it is pitch dark and all the waiters are blind.
had a great weekend just like the stars said. saturday was mel's bday at the loop. after i met up with billie and headed over to christian's to dance. i learned i know little about 19th century literature and even less about being good at charades. i drank until 6 in the morning.
got high and went to the buskers sunday. there were these gymnast guys that used yoga balls to propel themselves in the air...sounds retarded but it ruled in my brain.
So my camera has gone the way of the weasel. Deadsburg.
i saw santa claus like 3 months ago. he was homeless and wandering around downtown windsor in black hi-tops and a marijuana shirt. this means two things:
1) the north pole has melted
2) magic reindeer are now extinct.
thanks, global warming, you’ve officially ruined christmas.
i have much love for the fanny pack. maryam re-introduced them to me about a 4 months ago and now i can’t imagine life without it. well, ok i can, but i’d be bitter; you can take that to the bank. they’re so handy. and one of these days, when i have a camera on me, you will see my little guy in all his glory.