what is it with these people...
mY dad came down yesterday to pick me up and take me out to dinner. I enjoyed the car ride since i was able to have a good deep philosophical talk which i havent had in some time. We've determined that every ones perspective on the world is a good start on the aspect of multiple reality universes.
But anyways whiule at dinner i was getting lots of stares, more than usual for me. Near the end of my meal some lady came by with her 3 year old daughter and siad she wanted to see me hair and clothes. Now i dont like little kids in the least. Its a good thing this one showed some kinda fear, and not the usual, LOOKIT blue hair, black lips. Also i dont care anymore if some one stares at me. i expect it to some degree.
Later My dad and I went to some obscure mexican grocery store/ resteraunt/ jeweler... yep thats right. Ivew never seen so many differant flavors of tang in my life. I thought tang was orange hands down. But ic ounted like 6 flavors total. I was thinking of buying some but choose not to.
Ryan brought me back home where we assembled my bed, drank some alcohol, wathced a movie and ultimetly played magic. Yeah its lame but its good to kill the boredom with a hand or 2 after not playing for years and years. to bad it got some water damage from a leak we had.
Going out we drove past some locla yokels in there trucks. we all shouted SO WHAT! at them. a few miles down the road they came about and decided to block me in. I really felt like ramming them. They seem like they would be the type to take a jpoke too far which is all it started as and push it too far. So know since my car is easily identifiable as the car with the big bauhaus logo on it, im slightly scarred to go about driving. ill just keep my axe handle underneatrh my seat for now on. and if i get my tires slashed im throwing caution to the wind. i get a bit crazy when pissed, which reminds me...
at the gorcery store 2 weeks back eric nd i needed to buy some actall food. Neither of us were wearing anymakeup at the time. Later in the shopping expierence we were harrassed by a group of little black girls. They saw my nail polish and started calling me fag, homo, dyke. I was cool for the first bunch of verbal assault. but eventually they pissed me off so much i almost threw a can at them and screamed LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKIN" NIGGERS. luckilty i controlled my self and didnt. In the parking lot, they drove up with there mom and she asked me if i threw a can at her daughrters. "no no no i did non of the such" Under my breeath [but i wanted to]. i dont have amiddle ground i dont think. its eathier very nice or super pissed time for tommy.
But anyways whiule at dinner i was getting lots of stares, more than usual for me. Near the end of my meal some lady came by with her 3 year old daughter and siad she wanted to see me hair and clothes. Now i dont like little kids in the least. Its a good thing this one showed some kinda fear, and not the usual, LOOKIT blue hair, black lips. Also i dont care anymore if some one stares at me. i expect it to some degree.
Later My dad and I went to some obscure mexican grocery store/ resteraunt/ jeweler... yep thats right. Ivew never seen so many differant flavors of tang in my life. I thought tang was orange hands down. But ic ounted like 6 flavors total. I was thinking of buying some but choose not to.
Ryan brought me back home where we assembled my bed, drank some alcohol, wathced a movie and ultimetly played magic. Yeah its lame but its good to kill the boredom with a hand or 2 after not playing for years and years. to bad it got some water damage from a leak we had.
Going out we drove past some locla yokels in there trucks. we all shouted SO WHAT! at them. a few miles down the road they came about and decided to block me in. I really felt like ramming them. They seem like they would be the type to take a jpoke too far which is all it started as and push it too far. So know since my car is easily identifiable as the car with the big bauhaus logo on it, im slightly scarred to go about driving. ill just keep my axe handle underneatrh my seat for now on. and if i get my tires slashed im throwing caution to the wind. i get a bit crazy when pissed, which reminds me...
at the gorcery store 2 weeks back eric nd i needed to buy some actall food. Neither of us were wearing anymakeup at the time. Later in the shopping expierence we were harrassed by a group of little black girls. They saw my nail polish and started calling me fag, homo, dyke. I was cool for the first bunch of verbal assault. but eventually they pissed me off so much i almost threw a can at them and screamed LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKIN" NIGGERS. luckilty i controlled my self and didnt. In the parking lot, they drove up with there mom and she asked me if i threw a can at her daughrters. "no no no i did non of the such" Under my breeath [but i wanted to]. i dont have amiddle ground i dont think. its eathier very nice or super pissed time for tommy.