parthenon.
i'm walking to the park today when i see this dude on a bike. i kinda get the "man, he's gonna ask me for money feeling," so i get kinda pissed off and continue walking towards him. he stops me and asks me if i'm going to work. i tell him no, it's my day off i'm just going on a walk. he then asks me if i want a cigarette (interesting, usually the other way around). we bullshit about life and the price of gas and we go on our way. good times.
i'm now sitting at cintennial (yeah i can't spell that word) park and sitting under a tree looking at the parthenon. (yeah that's right, it's an exact replica of, you guessed it, the parthenon!)
my day off has been a pretty good one. i just don't want to go back tomorrow.
my mom came to visit today and sign the lease and we went to calypso cafe for lunch and then i got her to watch the first two episodes of strangers with candy with me.
i don't think i've ever seen her laugh that hard in my life. (okay, maybe i have)
on the other hand, last night t-bad got really fucking drunk and i'm really happy that she did since she never gets drunk when we go out. the band practiced for a little bit and then we continued to drink whiskey. somehow, by the grace of, well, not god, we got ashley trampskirt to come over to martin's house and drink with us. (she's a really paranoid person so she never answers her phone.) anyhow, back to tiffany being really drunk - she ended up puking at martin's and again when i finally got her dead drunk weight into the house.
good times.
i wish i had my fucking camera with me.
why don't i ever plan ahead?
i'm now sitting at cintennial (yeah i can't spell that word) park and sitting under a tree looking at the parthenon. (yeah that's right, it's an exact replica of, you guessed it, the parthenon!)
my day off has been a pretty good one. i just don't want to go back tomorrow.
my mom came to visit today and sign the lease and we went to calypso cafe for lunch and then i got her to watch the first two episodes of strangers with candy with me.
i don't think i've ever seen her laugh that hard in my life. (okay, maybe i have)
on the other hand, last night t-bad got really fucking drunk and i'm really happy that she did since she never gets drunk when we go out. the band practiced for a little bit and then we continued to drink whiskey. somehow, by the grace of, well, not god, we got ashley trampskirt to come over to martin's house and drink with us. (she's a really paranoid person so she never answers her phone.) anyhow, back to tiffany being really drunk - she ended up puking at martin's and again when i finally got her dead drunk weight into the house.
good times.
i wish i had my fucking camera with me.
why don't i ever plan ahead?