sunday morning...er sortof
john mayer is the best sunday morning music.
i know im late but i just got continuum and it is so good.
yesterday i went to the city to get some track drop bars for my bike.
tried skidding in the drops and ate it.
little road rash on my arm. whatev.
i decided to go brakeless yesterday at the same time.
so far its not that crazy.
i had a dream last night with caitlin (old caitlin), devin (old devin) and missi (old missi)
what i mean is i barely talk to these people anymore.
i wish it were more often but its not.
but people change.
anyways. it was sweet.
how everyone was.
we should be like that again.
have you ever been looked at like a criminal?
like, the other day i went to the hardware store to get some c02 for my bike.
i was wearing my back pack and the buy was giving me the eye.
he wrote up a tag for me to take to the register. and then warned the lady in front i was coming.
which i understand. but the way he was talking and looking at me was like i had already stolen from them.
so then i go up to the register, trying to hold 10 cartriges in my hands and hold the tag out.
and the lady looks at the tag and is like, is that 18?
i said no, its a fucked up 10.
look. 10 in my hands. tag that says 10. im not a thief.
whatever. they were just kindof rude.
but like i said i understand.
the amount of scum that must go in there, and everywhere and try to rip shit off.
theyre just watching out.
i always get this paranoid feeling like im gonna be accused of something, and have to defend myself.
when it wasnt me but they wont believe me.
ive always had it. even in middle school.
someone stole out of someones backpack or something and we'd have to wait in the locker room til someone came clean.
i knew i didnt do it but i was freaked out that they would think it was me.
you know what i mean.
trying to act shocked and concerned yet really really innocent at the same time.
maybe everyone is like that too.
nobody wants to get blamed for something they didnt do.
anyways. its off for the sunday routine. laundry at the folks house.
free food, and discovery channel.
and of course saving that $3
i know im late but i just got continuum and it is so good.
yesterday i went to the city to get some track drop bars for my bike.
tried skidding in the drops and ate it.
little road rash on my arm. whatev.
i decided to go brakeless yesterday at the same time.
so far its not that crazy.
i had a dream last night with caitlin (old caitlin), devin (old devin) and missi (old missi)
what i mean is i barely talk to these people anymore.
i wish it were more often but its not.
but people change.
anyways. it was sweet.
how everyone was.
we should be like that again.
have you ever been looked at like a criminal?
like, the other day i went to the hardware store to get some c02 for my bike.
i was wearing my back pack and the buy was giving me the eye.
he wrote up a tag for me to take to the register. and then warned the lady in front i was coming.
which i understand. but the way he was talking and looking at me was like i had already stolen from them.
so then i go up to the register, trying to hold 10 cartriges in my hands and hold the tag out.
and the lady looks at the tag and is like, is that 18?
i said no, its a fucked up 10.
look. 10 in my hands. tag that says 10. im not a thief.
whatever. they were just kindof rude.
but like i said i understand.
the amount of scum that must go in there, and everywhere and try to rip shit off.
theyre just watching out.
i always get this paranoid feeling like im gonna be accused of something, and have to defend myself.
when it wasnt me but they wont believe me.
ive always had it. even in middle school.
someone stole out of someones backpack or something and we'd have to wait in the locker room til someone came clean.
i knew i didnt do it but i was freaked out that they would think it was me.
you know what i mean.
trying to act shocked and concerned yet really really innocent at the same time.
maybe everyone is like that too.
nobody wants to get blamed for something they didnt do.
anyways. its off for the sunday routine. laundry at the folks house.
free food, and discovery channel.
and of course saving that $3