subway stories from hipsterville

Feb 07, 2006 00:45

today. i got on to go to a live band kareoke in lower east side or LES as they call it.
and this dude, who looked a little mentally challeneged, had his finger in his nose. and continued to have it there for about two stops.
and you cant help but look, but then he of course thinks im staring at him.
gross man.
not to say that we all dont pick on occassion, but he was just chillin with it like nothings wrong. natural, if you will

so im living with a 30 yr old big sis, who kicks some ass. and her david bowie boyfriend (spitting SPITTING image) who just got signed to kill rock stars label(the everyothers theyre called). we had a jam session last night with her co workers ("trash" bar) one of em asked me to sing with him in a song for his album....yeah.(!)

its unnerving here, every SINGLE guy wants to pick you up, buy you drinks, fuck in the bathroom (thank you concious for letting me escape(narrowly) that one-can you half fuck someone?)
mind you it doesnt help that i look like every other girl now, losing 20lbs will do that i suppose (very strange gracious new york subway system/walking my ass of, not that i had an ass to begin with)

ive got a little fascination going with my new wave rapper, just keep thinking tom cruise and nicole kidi mean katie holmes....i told him and he likes me back (squeel!) mysterious he is, mid 30s? 5'3''? (maybe?) what is it about short men? as my baby said, theres no height when youre horizontal.

still looking fora job, applied to a record store, moneys freaking me out, must find steady income (and how!)

must become rock star.
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