Archive for May, 2007
here it is. i worked from 6 am - 4 pm on sunday, and did nothing but sleep, read and talk.
over the course of these 10 hours i realized just how much i hate dick francis (and jane austen)
dick francis, for those of you who dont read over-pretentious drivel is a booty bumper who writes about horses, horse racing, murder/conspiracy/extortio
for anyone who cares, this note will be about Red, quite possibly one of the coolest men to ever grace the earth. (and getting tuned at 0′malleys with a bunch of sexy babes who i did not score with, stubbs is not included cuz he looked at me seductively)
Red: you were white, with a dark chocolate swirl. mixed up in the darkside that we like to call the dirthole of Detroit you memorized our orders in a timely fashion and recited them back to us in what i can only describe as a rap marathon, bustin out a lyrical salad full of fresh food and syrup.
you were jive talking and crip walking all up and down that aisle, assaulting our canadian ears with words we’d never heard, and then explained how you’d seen guys as big as houses eat 9 course meals.
the sun is shining every day, girls are wearing less clothing, or more revealing stuff and i sweat a lot. how can anyone not like summer?!
this week has been highlighted by drinking.
i couldn’t find tickets for spider-man 3, so i drank.