bletch

well today i was taking a walk and this clown comes up and gives me a balloon. i hate clown but i like balloons so i didnt belt him in the mouth. I went to that anti-racist bands thing. it was pretty cool. i had a chance to go to moressy but passed it up.OH! Why is it so fucking hard to buy weed from some people. I mean when you go to a guys place to pick it up your already going out of your way right? YES! then why do i have to be forced into listieing to my pot dealers terrible songs about german expressionism. ok i can deal with that but when he starts his speel about how pool is a racist game because a white ball is hitting all the balls of color into a bunch of holes and that the table is green to symbolize the earth and to pay speacial attention to the black ball because the game isnt over until you knock that ball in. You know as i write this, that theroy dose kinda make sense. HEY! pool is a racist game. LOL im just kidding. My pot dealers like that guy from chasing amy. Oh i was in a conveince store buying rolling papers and i saw this guy buying like 12 porno mags. and when he got to the check out lane this FA -LAME -ING cashier read each one aloud as he rung them up. *beep* huge juggs *beep* stinky asses etc. it was funny. i was almost embarrassed for the guy.

OH and emily, you just made my favorites list. =)