If you think you know Moi, think again...
A'right, another week...another weep. Actually, that's not quite true. I've never been so happy / confused / totally out of my scenery as I feel right now.
Let me explain...
Friday, around 8, got a call from a 'friend' of mine and she's asking me to come over in Sherbrooke. Since I was just up from a power nap, the question kind of confused me. Haven't seen her in years, barely talked to her in years but yet, the offer was howful interesting. Why? That's the confusion part, I'm one lazy son of a bitch usually when it comes to fooling around, I'm a fool but I'm not looking for it, I wait for it to happen and then I deal with the spin. But that night, I said to myself loud and clear 'Fuck it...I'm getting dizzy this week end' and that is exactly what I did. She is an awesome looking bartender in Sherbrooke and we fucked ourselves up to our asses without questions.
Where are my leading with this? I don't know yet, brick wall or netted concrete. To be quite honest, I think it was the right call for me, altought she trully believes now that I am the closest thing to 'the perfect man' she ever met. It sounds like a cheesy movie to you? Sure is for me...
But other tha that, let me try to express my mixed feelings to you with my 'musical ' mixes of today. Basically, I've listen to the Artic Monkeys sole album like 10 times and threw in between some Lynard Skynard. Any link? There sure is, I'm starting this new theory that bad-ass indie-rocker are the jerk-off rednecks of our generations. Only exception is that Lynard Skynard could have fucked a girl with a bottle of Jack instead of his dick without her noticing.
Hey, back to my newly shaved, confused conehead. No, forget the whole 'back-thing', I think I'm done and I'm just being redundant by pointing again how fucked I am right now by everything. Job's overwhelming, altough super geeky (The nw online gallery looks spectacular but I've never felt like such a dork). Actually, my boss came to me today, 10 minutes from leaving and litterally ask me to introduce him to some of my friends because he wants to shoot them naked. Subline here is 'You have good 'fucking-taste', please share'. Weird, but there's an edge here for a lot of fun.
We'll see folks...We'll see...
Movie of the Day : I'm feeling like a jerk today, so Spike Lee's DO THE RIGHT THING is on and I'm rioting in my living room. I might throw something out my window...who knows!
A'right, another week...another weep. Actually, that's not quite true. I've never been so happy / confused / totally out of my scenery as I feel right now.
Let me explain...
Friday, around 8, got a call from a 'friend' of mine and she's asking me to come over in Sherbrooke. Since I was just up from a power nap, the question kind of confused me. Haven't seen her in years, barely talked to her in years but yet, the offer was howful interesting. Why? That's the confusion part, I'm one lazy son of a bitch usually when it comes to fooling around, I'm a fool but I'm not looking for it, I wait for it to happen and then I deal with the spin. But that night, I said to myself loud and clear 'Fuck it...I'm getting dizzy this week end' and that is exactly what I did. She is an awesome looking bartender in Sherbrooke and we fucked ourselves up to our asses without questions.
Where are my leading with this? I don't know yet, brick wall or netted concrete. To be quite honest, I think it was the right call for me, altought she trully believes now that I am the closest thing to 'the perfect man' she ever met. It sounds like a cheesy movie to you? Sure is for me...
But other tha that, let me try to express my mixed feelings to you with my 'musical ' mixes of today. Basically, I've listen to the Artic Monkeys sole album like 10 times and threw in between some Lynard Skynard. Any link? There sure is, I'm starting this new theory that bad-ass indie-rocker are the jerk-off rednecks of our generations. Only exception is that Lynard Skynard could have fucked a girl with a bottle of Jack instead of his dick without her noticing.
Hey, back to my newly shaved, confused conehead. No, forget the whole 'back-thing', I think I'm done and I'm just being redundant by pointing again how fucked I am right now by everything. Job's overwhelming, altough super geeky (The nw online gallery looks spectacular but I've never felt like such a dork). Actually, my boss came to me today, 10 minutes from leaving and litterally ask me to introduce him to some of my friends because he wants to shoot them naked. Subline here is 'You have good 'fucking-taste', please share'. Weird, but there's an edge here for a lot of fun.
We'll see folks...We'll see...
Movie of the Day : I'm feeling like a jerk today, so Spike Lee's DO THE RIGHT THING is on and I'm rioting in my living room. I might throw something out my window...who knows!
zak:
your journal is almost always completely captivating. a good read.
valcapone:
Thanks! 