cue pretty flute music to indicate morning arising.. do do do, do do do, do do do do...do...d.... ah, nevermind. can you even tell what song that is? anyhoo. *yawn* WOW. the five and diner was a hoot last night.. or rather, this morning. ahem. me and jin and dustin went to the five and diner at like, what, two in the morning? these four drunk guys were sitting behind us hooting and howling at every piece of half decent ass that walked by.. then, when we proceeded to make fun of them, they then proceeded to make fun of us.. follows is a verb batum of their dialogue as i heard it:
"hehehehe. hey dude. uh. let's go do some logorythms.. let's go uh. calculate.. wait, is that the right word? let's do LOGORYTHMS!" they also made fun of our glasses..
i kinda took it as a compliment... i mean, i don't exactly try to KILL the nerd image, ya know? piercings can't hide the inner nerd!
**sob** guess who has to worktonight?me, that's who. guess what that means? NO FUCKING AQUABATS FOR SCAMBER. alas.... jin is already excited... know what i have to look forward to today? let's see.... morning consists of kissing asses of old stubborn ladies to struggle to make halfway decent tips, all the while ignoring whispered comments about my dress, or hair.. damn fool kids!!
then, thisevening, at least it shapes up a bit. get to deal with all the neighborhood drunks and crackheads, heroin addicts trying to come in and sell their peter frampton albums for another hit... and all the mexican thugs who are too cool to talk.and the white thugs who think they are mexicanwith their do rags(?????) and are therefor too cool to talk.
welp, i am taking up jin's computer, so i shall conclude here. peace out!
"hehehehe. hey dude. uh. let's go do some logorythms.. let's go uh. calculate.. wait, is that the right word? let's do LOGORYTHMS!" they also made fun of our glasses..
i kinda took it as a compliment... i mean, i don't exactly try to KILL the nerd image, ya know? piercings can't hide the inner nerd!
**sob** guess who has to worktonight?me, that's who. guess what that means? NO FUCKING AQUABATS FOR SCAMBER. alas.... jin is already excited... know what i have to look forward to today? let's see.... morning consists of kissing asses of old stubborn ladies to struggle to make halfway decent tips, all the while ignoring whispered comments about my dress, or hair.. damn fool kids!!
then, thisevening, at least it shapes up a bit. get to deal with all the neighborhood drunks and crackheads, heroin addicts trying to come in and sell their peter frampton albums for another hit... and all the mexican thugs who are too cool to talk.and the white thugs who think they are mexicanwith their do rags(?????) and are therefor too cool to talk.
welp, i am taking up jin's computer, so i shall conclude here. peace out!
i say you should have maced the drunk table. that would have been a good five minutes of entertainment till the cops pulled up and you had to run for your life.
p.s. i have raunchy dreams about peter frampton