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Hey kids,
Wow, today is pretty crazy... I had no idea was Friday the 13th till half of the boston red sox showed up at my house expecting a feast and halloween 1-4, after realizing my late fees added up to a staggering 8.4 billion dollars, i decided it was best i just show them the replay of this weeks OC. I'm so sick of those guys, i can't hang around them anymore, they eat everything, never say thankyou and almost never wear shirts... And they made Chris pay 23 dollars for a hat...
But in all reality, things are pretty "chill." (urban vernacular for ok) I've been working my fair share and just trying to stay out of harms way, which is pretty difficult in east new jersey... While bartending at kelseys, i've learned that lower class people often times tip way better then suit sporting assholes... the other night i was waiting on a rag-tag group of construction workers who left me a 5-spot on every beer they ordered, which left me with a decent money wad, since the price of beer has plummeted to 13 cents due to some environmental problem i have not yet read up on.
I miss danny and chris a fair amount, actually as we speak im fashioning a raft out of old mp3 cds, such as the ataris, alkaline trio, and trapt...
In my on-going quest to stay cutting edge in the live journal community i decided to write a letter to one body part, as i've seen in numerous other journals...
Dear Geoff,
We are incredibly swollen right now and in dire need of some attention...
Love,
Geoff's Ballsack
But, i fear i must be off... Martin Sheen is yelling from the other room asking me if i want to get down on a joint...
A Million Times a Day,
~Geoff
Wow, today is pretty crazy... I had no idea was Friday the 13th till half of the boston red sox showed up at my house expecting a feast and halloween 1-4, after realizing my late fees added up to a staggering 8.4 billion dollars, i decided it was best i just show them the replay of this weeks OC. I'm so sick of those guys, i can't hang around them anymore, they eat everything, never say thankyou and almost never wear shirts... And they made Chris pay 23 dollars for a hat...
But in all reality, things are pretty "chill." (urban vernacular for ok) I've been working my fair share and just trying to stay out of harms way, which is pretty difficult in east new jersey... While bartending at kelseys, i've learned that lower class people often times tip way better then suit sporting assholes... the other night i was waiting on a rag-tag group of construction workers who left me a 5-spot on every beer they ordered, which left me with a decent money wad, since the price of beer has plummeted to 13 cents due to some environmental problem i have not yet read up on.
I miss danny and chris a fair amount, actually as we speak im fashioning a raft out of old mp3 cds, such as the ataris, alkaline trio, and trapt...
In my on-going quest to stay cutting edge in the live journal community i decided to write a letter to one body part, as i've seen in numerous other journals...
Dear Geoff,
We are incredibly swollen right now and in dire need of some attention...
Love,
Geoff's Ballsack
But, i fear i must be off... Martin Sheen is yelling from the other room asking me if i want to get down on a joint...
A Million Times a Day,
~Geoff