Man that was a SOLID bender yesterday. I had one so far and will still do it but less. Got to hold the door for an incredible blonde today. I know I have no shot at that and she's probable actually only half my age but it was very cordial and cool. What a nice person. I think they're starting to get that I'm a little nuts and when the mania hits I will get smashed and sit outside making sure no douchebags steal anymore fucking bicycle tires. All the coolios around here are treating me with respect and I really appreciate it.
My boy texts me that he had some stuff for me from when I was there. And that I'm gonna need my car . Had to go dry for that. The stuff. A great vest. Vacuum cleaner. Sound system (heavy as fuck but we got there - my boy had to remind me that those stairs are also a free gym, good point duder). Bike, lock.He got talked into buying a bike that's too tall for him. It's perfect for me. Woohoo. I want to meet the salesman who pulled that whit off and pull a very nasty bait and switch on his ass. You don't fuckin rip off my boy. But I gained so it's cool I won't. Plus my boy knows what I'd do to him so he'll never tell me who or where he is. Good call. The kids smiled at me I smiled back. They're so damn funny. The wife did not kick me in the nuts she said hello. That means the world. Not sure if I'll ever see the cleaners again but they know I'm sorry. Took some plastic out of a garden. Found a nice pair of shears. Saw signs for missing cats. Took pictures of all of them. Got your backs guys. Started feeling dehydrated so asked some coolios where the convenience store because holy fuck, needed water. Some coolio bring me into his house and hands me a nice cold water. I told him that's better than alright and we shook hands. Got your backs too, coolios.
Had to run around town a little bit. Post office. Rent got more complicated than it needed to be because of lushy ushy. Stamps. Envelopes. The post office was cool. I was tense about that who situation for a few reasons and when that happens I go into fairly local mode and my head moves really fast. So when I'm walkingking on the cool street a 3rd time because I'm and idiot and couldn't figure the fucking stamps I think a place looks cool for me and whoever to chill at sometimes so in my shades5 my head whips to the shades (we were on a 2nd pair at this point) some incredible looking bartender's head whips right up glaring. No idea of she was scared or interested.
Still talking to that crazy fuck from last night.She is so fucking hard, wtf. It's nice but she doesn't own me nor do I her.
Alright so we have all the stuff now.
Damn.
I've decided to finish editing my posts before I post them.
Parking ticket second notice. Oops, thanks for reminding me guys.
Got run over by a trampoline being driven by santa clause. Why'd you change up your look man? That's unfair.
Fucked up.
