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I've got a two part post tonight:
Living around homeless people can make the most flaming liberal a fascist.
Whenever I go into downtown, there are tons of homeless beggars. And don't get me wrong, if it were just a matter of the person being poor, or hungry, or out of work (because work does not exist), then I'd be piteous. The drugged out, lifetime homeless people really ruin it for everyone else, though. I really feel better giving someone food, or giving to a charity than give it to someone in cash that they can't spend on drugs.
I'm an old man :(
I saw these skaters at the Bellevue transit center today. I remember reading a sign there saying no skateboarding, or music without headphones. Needless to say, they're dropping f-bombs, talking about fucking girls in the ass, etc. I was getting agrivated with them. One of them ramped over the bench I was on, and I said something about staying over by his friends. They got really quiet and left me alone. Then they were on the bus and they sounded just like some of the people in my scout troop, and I remembered what it was like when I was like 14. And I remembered, I'm old.
} else {
I got my camera. It's awesome. I'll facebook the pics. They're nice. I had a hard time with the busses, though, so I didn't get as many nice ones as I wanted. I've got blistas on my... toes!
Mom washed white blankie. I told her that made me sad, since I wanted it to smell like her. I miss her bunches, and that'd make me feel so much better.
Dad's out of surgery, that's good. He's got his tongue stitched down (eeeeew), so he can't talk. I'm going to try to talk to him tomorrow. He'll like that, since it's father's day.
Also, I guess else is a part, but I'm still ok.
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Living around homeless people can make the most flaming liberal a fascist.
Whenever I go into downtown, there are tons of homeless beggars. And don't get me wrong, if it were just a matter of the person being poor, or hungry, or out of work (because work does not exist), then I'd be piteous. The drugged out, lifetime homeless people really ruin it for everyone else, though. I really feel better giving someone food, or giving to a charity than give it to someone in cash that they can't spend on drugs.
I'm an old man :(
I saw these skaters at the Bellevue transit center today. I remember reading a sign there saying no skateboarding, or music without headphones. Needless to say, they're dropping f-bombs, talking about fucking girls in the ass, etc. I was getting agrivated with them. One of them ramped over the bench I was on, and I said something about staying over by his friends. They got really quiet and left me alone. Then they were on the bus and they sounded just like some of the people in my scout troop, and I remembered what it was like when I was like 14. And I remembered, I'm old.
} else {
I got my camera. It's awesome. I'll facebook the pics. They're nice. I had a hard time with the busses, though, so I didn't get as many nice ones as I wanted. I've got blistas on my... toes!
Mom washed white blankie. I told her that made me sad, since I wanted it to smell like her. I miss her bunches, and that'd make me feel so much better.
Dad's out of surgery, that's good. He's got his tongue stitched down (eeeeew), so he can't talk. I'm going to try to talk to him tomorrow. He'll like that, since it's father's day.
Also, I guess else is a part, but I'm still ok.
}