Wow. So I was walking back to the apartment from the 76 about a half hour ago and I got stopped by this dude on a motorcycle. About the tattoo on my calf. HEH. I was all freaked out that he was gonna try and hit on me or something 'cause I'm wearing Sarah's teeny shorts. He wanted to know where I got it and how much something like that would run him. Very weird, indeed.
Now I can add 'stopped on the street about ink by middle-aged biker' to my list of:
-crossing State via Grove with Sarah and getting "EMOS!!!!" screamed at us along with a poorly executed finger ('cause we BLEED fucking angst!!! HEH!).
-walking down 88th with Sarah whilst video blogging for no apparent reason and getting hollered at by an SUV full of guys right before they stopped at the light at State and switched cars with some of their buddies. Very odd. (video coming soon!)
-walking down State with Sarah and getting hollered at by lesbians. That one was good.
I'm sure there's more. Heh.
Anyhow. Mommy stopped by and I handed her a wad of cash and weeee. My loan will officially be paid off two paychecks from now. Maybe even one! I DUNNO! But it's exciting.
Yooooy. Then Terry's gonna come kidnap my ass and we're going STREAKINGGGG!!! NO! Swimming! Heh. BRING YOUR GREEN HAT!
Weird mood out of nowhere.
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