Alright so... I'm totally new to the whole blogging thing. Don't have much to talk about other than work, (I know, my life is boring.) But on the train today a guy commented on my Earl Sweatshirt sweatshirt (Lol I love saying that. Earl Sweatshirt is a new rapper from Los Angeles. Check out his album Doris.. it's pretty good)... well he didn't comment on it. We made eye contact. He nodded repeatedly. Smiled. said "Earl". Chuckled. and that was it. Oh, I forgot to mention, this guy was in at least his mid 40's so I doubt he knows who Earl is in the first place. Or did he? Who fucking knows. But I don't know what this guy was trying to tell me. like "hey, your sweatshirt says Earl. Good for You." I really don't get it.
I don't know why anyone would wanna read about this, but that's about as interesting my life gets. During the week at least. Me and my buddies get straight shiiitterrredd on the weekends so maybe I should just report back then. And my cat is being an ass so I should probably go take care of that.
Peace,
JM
Twitter: @JMoffat05
Instagram: @Ekaj_Taffom
I don't know why anyone would wanna read about this, but that's about as interesting my life gets. During the week at least. Me and my buddies get straight shiiitterrredd on the weekends so maybe I should just report back then. And my cat is being an ass so I should probably go take care of that.
Peace,
JM
Twitter: @JMoffat05
Instagram: @Ekaj_Taffom