haha gotta write about this
so after work i'm depressed, tired, bored etc. solution: i walk around the neighborhood listening to radiohead. i'm digging the radiohead, thinking and staring at the moon; then outta nowhere i hear some noise. naturally, i pause the disc and check it out, and to do this i have to sheild my eyes from the streetlights. i see three guys and hear, "what the fuck are you looking at?" whatever... i'm in the burbs and i've dealt with this shit before, so i respond naturally: "nothing man, i'm just going for a walk after work" so they're all "walking this late?! you live here?" ...right. so i do the ole 'yeah i'm spavid... live down the street & shit' blah blah... well it turns out one of the guys is a brother of a girl i used to chill with and they're all "hell yeah! you know so-and-so! i've heard of ya! etc etc" and they say "hey man, come and have a beer with us." i decline nicely, but they're persistent. so i go back and have three beers with the crazy bastards and talk about everything from a to z - plus we listen to some dave matthews and go for a quick ride in an el camino. good guys, man... you don't usually run into some random and chill kinda shit unless you're downtown. nice to run into some righteous suburbanites who offer a little alcohol to a semi-random passerby.
pointless story. i left my cd player in that el camino. as soon as i hear it go by (if the half-drunk bastard makes it back in one piece) imma head back to that guy's house and pick it up. oh, and mich lite isn't half bad - especially after a shitty day at work.
there goes the camino... peace, bitches.
pointless story. i left my cd player in that el camino. as soon as i hear it go by (if the half-drunk bastard makes it back in one piece) imma head back to that guy's house and pick it up. oh, and mich lite isn't half bad - especially after a shitty day at work.
there goes the camino... peace, bitches.