On the bus this morning, there was a young man (teens, high school age I think). He had his iPod in one ear, a phone in the other, and was using one of the ledges to draw and color a picture on (multi-tasking! we haz it!). From his conversation - which was, unfortunately, quite loud, it sounded like he'd been making adventurous sandwiches for friends. At one point he said, "to achieve greatness you have to take some risks," and in response to something a bit later, "it's not like I'm experimenting on baby kittens!"
sounds like he's on the way to being one of us
have you tried sexy music?
No. I wonder what Fluevogs would consider sexy music. Other than "These Boots Were Made For Walking", that is.
Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!
I wonder what Fluevogs would consider sexy music.
You can leave your hat on
Sometimes, I really dislike our tenants. I try to understand that they are special needs and have issues unlike the whoa. But sometimes? Shut. Up. You would not try to pull the shit you are trying to pull with a for-profit landlord. Because you know if you did, you'd be out on your ass.
I especially don't like it at fucking 5:00 on a FRIDAY AFTERNOON.
I have no sound on my Google Pac-Man game. I am sad.
I know that I bought three pairs of black socks in January. I need black socks to wear with my interview clothes. I can find exactly one black sock. Where did the other five go?
They're with the Fluevogs in the velvet-lined box, listening to sexy music.
I stopped at the little convenience store around the corner to buy some peanut butter to make sesame noodles for dinner, but the peanut butter was on the second floor of the store, and I couldn't really handle the stairs, so I bought some dirty rice mix and a can of black beans, which were on the first floor. Definitely a good choice. Yum.
