Well today i blew my shoe budget for the year, but at least i got some wicked cool shoes. Bovvers, the local alternative/independent sheo outlet is going out of busienss and i got a sweet pair of wing tip Docs and fancy/trendy Cats for like $90. Any of you SGPGH peepz out there should check it out (nothing in the store is over $50, Docs and other shit included.)
But, as usual, coming back from Oakland SUCKED ASS!!!! It took me an hour to get back home when it would normally take 25 minutes. Fucking Pittsburgh traffic!!!!
It's enough to make me wanna move, but i want to move anyways, so there. They build up all that shit on Carson Street and never did a goddamn thing to the transportation infrastructure. Brilliant fucking idea jagoffs! You add jobs and builidng that will bring in an additional couple thousand people into an area that's already clogged like Loui Anderson's arteries after eating a pound of bacon garnished with another pound of bacon and some lard and ya wonder why the traffic get even worse when you do nothing to widen the streets or make it easier to navigate. The administration of this city have their heads firmly planted in their own cavernous assholes. But i already knew that.
Almost forgot my dreams last night...They were fucking weird as hell. In the first one, i was an infiltrator sent in to bust my family living in chicago who were setting up a new neo-nazi/white supremicist group and in the dream my mother wasn't my mother, but my cousin and she appeared much like the Baronness of GI Joe fame. Incidentally, i have NO family in Chicago. In another dream, i was a vampire trying to kill my brother who was a vampire too but he was an evil one and i was a good vampire trying to stop the bad vampires. It was really cool though because this head wicked vampire was shooting at my with a musket and i was being all cocky and avoiding the musket balls and catching them and stuff. But the choking my brother to death thing was pretty scary and i was crying in my dreams as i was doing it and woke up soon thereafter. Like i said...some weird fucking dreams.
But, as usual, coming back from Oakland SUCKED ASS!!!! It took me an hour to get back home when it would normally take 25 minutes. Fucking Pittsburgh traffic!!!!
Almost forgot my dreams last night...They were fucking weird as hell. In the first one, i was an infiltrator sent in to bust my family living in chicago who were setting up a new neo-nazi/white supremicist group and in the dream my mother wasn't my mother, but my cousin and she appeared much like the Baronness of GI Joe fame. Incidentally, i have NO family in Chicago. In another dream, i was a vampire trying to kill my brother who was a vampire too but he was an evil one and i was a good vampire trying to stop the bad vampires. It was really cool though because this head wicked vampire was shooting at my with a musket and i was being all cocky and avoiding the musket balls and catching them and stuff. But the choking my brother to death thing was pretty scary and i was crying in my dreams as i was doing it and woke up soon thereafter. Like i said...some weird fucking dreams.
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fanx for the commentsI agree with that guy...you're neat.
p.s. in highschool a friend of mine submitted a blank piece of paper for an essay, the question of which was ' define post-modernism'.. ...arrogance or genius..? i know the fugger too well...i say arrogance...
[Edited on Aug 21, 2003]