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got my car friday morning with its front bumper freshly painted. it was awesome. getting lost for an hour and a half in montclair trying to find the "jdmshit" store was well worth it. its fuckin purdy now, although i have to take it tomorrow morning to the shop again to have the bumper realigned so it doesnt look like its falling off of the rest of the car, like it is right now. then i plan to go to norwalk and wax it AGAIN at pearl's house and then drop by unexpectedly over at jerome's. i guess im slowly getting sucked into the whole "jdm" car culture bs...
saw ellen and jonathan on friday, along with nam and christina and robbie. i NEED to get that girl something, because not only did i forget her birthday on august 5th, she also plans to take me to the ladytron show, which means a lot to me because they are the ones that got me into the whole ladytron business and since then ive always wanted to see them live. we went to black star canyon-well, sort of; it was more like "passing by" it. nam drove, and i insisted upon it since his car was newer than mine or ellen's, thereby making it theoretically more reliable than ours. we were crammed in there like sardines(yes jonathan, even i was too). since i now know where it ends, i plan on going there for one of my signature night drives, race some bored idiot going out for a drive just like me, and then head off home. hopefully without being followed.
i came late to work today. my dad insisted that i do it. he took me, my stepmom, and my sister to a brazilian place, one of those restaurants where the waiters come by and slice of hunks of different cuts of meat over at your table for as long as you can eat. it was overwhelming, but in a good way. i tried alligator for the first time and, indeed, it tasted like chicken. i was food-drunk, but i came to work anyway. during the meal, my dad also advised me not to "clean my car too well" for it might attract bad attention and get stolen again. when i dont clean it, he bitches. when i clean it, he bitches. argh. so how clean is too clean, folks?
saw ellen and jonathan on friday, along with nam and christina and robbie. i NEED to get that girl something, because not only did i forget her birthday on august 5th, she also plans to take me to the ladytron show, which means a lot to me because they are the ones that got me into the whole ladytron business and since then ive always wanted to see them live. we went to black star canyon-well, sort of; it was more like "passing by" it. nam drove, and i insisted upon it since his car was newer than mine or ellen's, thereby making it theoretically more reliable than ours. we were crammed in there like sardines(yes jonathan, even i was too). since i now know where it ends, i plan on going there for one of my signature night drives, race some bored idiot going out for a drive just like me, and then head off home. hopefully without being followed.
i came late to work today. my dad insisted that i do it. he took me, my stepmom, and my sister to a brazilian place, one of those restaurants where the waiters come by and slice of hunks of different cuts of meat over at your table for as long as you can eat. it was overwhelming, but in a good way. i tried alligator for the first time and, indeed, it tasted like chicken. i was food-drunk, but i came to work anyway. during the meal, my dad also advised me not to "clean my car too well" for it might attract bad attention and get stolen again. when i dont clean it, he bitches. when i clean it, he bitches. argh. so how clean is too clean, folks?