"...And so, Jesus and Moses fought off the Romans with machine guns... And it was good..."
this week seems reeeaaaaaaalllllllllly long....
Friday was... friday... i forget what happened, actually.... that can't be too good.
Saturday, my tax deduction makes me function like a blue collar, white collar? I don't know so I gotta-- wait... ahem... sorry... got a little carried away... ANYWAYS Saturday: parents left for NC. I invited a few people over. We played some games, joked around, then went to the midnight movie (Fight Club). Afterwards, there was a slight incident that almost ended with me busting a car window... yeah... no comment... Jamie and I went to _affle Hou_e. Always funtimes. I got home around 3-something.
Sunday, I hung out with my sister and went to Ryan's mom's house for dinner. She seems nice. Good cook, too. And his step dad has good taste in cars... 70's Porsche turbo... *drool* Also got to meet Raffia. She's the most interesting person I've ever met. I'm going to paint a picture for you... without sounding too racist, I hope.
Raffia is black, with dreads. She's a trucker. She trying to get into the biodiesel business by starting a company that will change trucks over to make them compatible. The first time I met her, she was wearing a Flogging Molly shirt. She plays classical guitar (learned from a man named Carlos). Likes Monty Python. Listens to EVERYFUCKINGTHING that's musical. Her name is Raffia. That alone is worthy of being interesting to me.
ANYWAYS
Monday, I went to check out some apartments with Stirf and Jamie. We liked them. We did a few deliveries (everyone's subject to being kidnapped and forced to deliver flowers with me), ate dinner at CiCi's, then went to Sahara's to hang out and watch DodgeBall. Afterwards, Me and Jamie are walking back to the car when we were confronted by a man... The conversation is as follows... exactly... verbatim... verdantetim...
Man: (from across the street) "Hey! Hey man! You got any change? I'll take a donation, man! I'll accept any type of charity!"
Me: "Aw sorry, man. I don't have any money. You want a cigarette?"
Man: "oh man, man... This-- what?"
Me: "You want a cigarette?"
Man: "OH! Oh yeah, man! Thank you, man! Thank you!"
Me: "Go ahead and take 'em all."
Man: "Oh, what? What? Oh, man! Thank you, man! Man! How was you guys's Easter?"
Me: "Oh, good"
Jamie: "Good"
Man: "Oh, my name's Dante!"
*shakes our hands*
Me: "I'm Jon, nice to meet you"
Jamie: "Jamie"
*shakes our hands again*
Dante: "Aw man, God is good, man. God is good... And love is love! God is good and love is love-- shut up! (to his shoulder)"
Jamie: "That it is..."
Dante: "Man, love is love... Man, I'm gonna sing you a song! Lemme sing you a song..."
*leans on a parking meter with a confused look on his face*
Me: "Oh, we'd love to, but we gotta go. We got a class."
Dante: "Man... people... I like people. I love people. Man, love is love... God is good and love is love-- shut up! Love is love, man..."
Me: "Yeah, we really got to get going..."
Dante: "Oh, man"
*shakes our hands again*
Dante: "Love is love, man... Now, uhh.... ummm..."
*leans on the parking meter again... very confused*
Me: "We'll see you around, man"
Dante: "aw, man. Love is love, man!"
*shakes hands again*
Dante: "You have a good Easter, man!"
*shakes hands YET again*
Jamie and I start walking away... quickly... Dante started saying something else, but we kept going... Oh, we kept going... we decided that in the hierarchy of intoxication, Dante was the step above wasted when other drugs were added...
Tuesday, I went over to Jamie's after work to finish the comic. left around 1:20 am. I hung out at the pitstop for about half an hour talking to Annette and a popo. Got home, went to bed immediately.
Wednsday, me and Stirf filled out applications for the apartment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah, bitches!
Anyway, I think that's it! I'm gonna try to watch movies with Lindsey tomorrow. Friday, I'm looking at furniture with Stirf before I hit the road... ugh...
Well, later days!
Love is love!
Friday was... friday... i forget what happened, actually.... that can't be too good.
Saturday, my tax deduction makes me function like a blue collar, white collar? I don't know so I gotta-- wait... ahem... sorry... got a little carried away... ANYWAYS Saturday: parents left for NC. I invited a few people over. We played some games, joked around, then went to the midnight movie (Fight Club). Afterwards, there was a slight incident that almost ended with me busting a car window... yeah... no comment... Jamie and I went to _affle Hou_e. Always funtimes. I got home around 3-something.
Sunday, I hung out with my sister and went to Ryan's mom's house for dinner. She seems nice. Good cook, too. And his step dad has good taste in cars... 70's Porsche turbo... *drool* Also got to meet Raffia. She's the most interesting person I've ever met. I'm going to paint a picture for you... without sounding too racist, I hope.
Raffia is black, with dreads. She's a trucker. She trying to get into the biodiesel business by starting a company that will change trucks over to make them compatible. The first time I met her, she was wearing a Flogging Molly shirt. She plays classical guitar (learned from a man named Carlos). Likes Monty Python. Listens to EVERYFUCKINGTHING that's musical. Her name is Raffia. That alone is worthy of being interesting to me.
ANYWAYS
Monday, I went to check out some apartments with Stirf and Jamie. We liked them. We did a few deliveries (everyone's subject to being kidnapped and forced to deliver flowers with me), ate dinner at CiCi's, then went to Sahara's to hang out and watch DodgeBall. Afterwards, Me and Jamie are walking back to the car when we were confronted by a man... The conversation is as follows... exactly... verbatim... verdantetim...
Man: (from across the street) "Hey! Hey man! You got any change? I'll take a donation, man! I'll accept any type of charity!"
Me: "Aw sorry, man. I don't have any money. You want a cigarette?"
Man: "oh man, man... This-- what?"
Me: "You want a cigarette?"
Man: "OH! Oh yeah, man! Thank you, man! Thank you!"
Me: "Go ahead and take 'em all."
Man: "Oh, what? What? Oh, man! Thank you, man! Man! How was you guys's Easter?"
Me: "Oh, good"
Jamie: "Good"
Man: "Oh, my name's Dante!"
*shakes our hands*
Me: "I'm Jon, nice to meet you"
Jamie: "Jamie"
*shakes our hands again*
Dante: "Aw man, God is good, man. God is good... And love is love! God is good and love is love-- shut up! (to his shoulder)"
Jamie: "That it is..."
Dante: "Man, love is love... Man, I'm gonna sing you a song! Lemme sing you a song..."
*leans on a parking meter with a confused look on his face*
Me: "Oh, we'd love to, but we gotta go. We got a class."
Dante: "Man... people... I like people. I love people. Man, love is love... God is good and love is love-- shut up! Love is love, man..."
Me: "Yeah, we really got to get going..."
Dante: "Oh, man"
*shakes our hands again*
Dante: "Love is love, man... Now, uhh.... ummm..."
*leans on the parking meter again... very confused*
Me: "We'll see you around, man"
Dante: "aw, man. Love is love, man!"
*shakes hands again*
Dante: "You have a good Easter, man!"
*shakes hands YET again*
Jamie and I start walking away... quickly... Dante started saying something else, but we kept going... Oh, we kept going... we decided that in the hierarchy of intoxication, Dante was the step above wasted when other drugs were added...
Tuesday, I went over to Jamie's after work to finish the comic. left around 1:20 am. I hung out at the pitstop for about half an hour talking to Annette and a popo. Got home, went to bed immediately.
Wednsday, me and Stirf filled out applications for the apartment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah, bitches!
Anyway, I think that's it! I'm gonna try to watch movies with Lindsey tomorrow. Friday, I'm looking at furniture with Stirf before I hit the road... ugh...
Well, later days!
Love is love!