weekended out. doubled up thurs-sat at my main two jobs. boring nights, but today is sunday and there will be difference today, and no work. meeting the girl up at her work for a 'function' and maybe some eats afterwards. opportunity for coffee alone with headphones and ibook and dismemberment plan's best album (in my hands courtesy of tia the great). drinking the coffee black.
hit up love unlimited and value village with the girl after a quick bowl of gumbo at the soup market (chicken noodle for her). found paul & linda mccartney's RAM and a nautical captains hat which i had to buy. also added another anti-bush button to my collection. now at the grop i say shit like, "i can ring you up over here at the starboard side register" and other such nauticallt-themed mess. if i ever set foot back in the commodore, i'll don that cap for sure.
that night i must have been exuding some sort of pheremone because i was getting hit on to a degree i have never experienced. flattering, bujt confusing. as soon as i get involved with someone all the skanks come out of the woodwork and make tempting offers. i'm a good guy through that, but at the same time, damn - where were the skanks when that was what i was looking for?
'sweetest day' was yesterday. another holiday created to sell flowers, chocolates, and greeting cards - another holiday i don't buy into. but i was surprised by a customer whom i had made laugh earlier that day. she dashed in with a single rose, presented it to me at the port side register in the middle of a full on rush. it definately brightened my day. so did the free rotisserie chicken i was given at close. fested on bird at the bar with tia the great. tender juicy juicy bird. then on to the most boring night in cactus club history. little brazil was in town from omaha (my old town) and i knew the drummer from way back. nice seeing someone from the old days doing so well and really going for it. we weren't very tight back in the old days, but we bs'ed like old pals.
and that brings me to today. it's getting too cold to be riding my bike everywhere and that sucks. fuck winter.
hit up love unlimited and value village with the girl after a quick bowl of gumbo at the soup market (chicken noodle for her). found paul & linda mccartney's RAM and a nautical captains hat which i had to buy. also added another anti-bush button to my collection. now at the grop i say shit like, "i can ring you up over here at the starboard side register" and other such nauticallt-themed mess. if i ever set foot back in the commodore, i'll don that cap for sure.
that night i must have been exuding some sort of pheremone because i was getting hit on to a degree i have never experienced. flattering, bujt confusing. as soon as i get involved with someone all the skanks come out of the woodwork and make tempting offers. i'm a good guy through that, but at the same time, damn - where were the skanks when that was what i was looking for?
'sweetest day' was yesterday. another holiday created to sell flowers, chocolates, and greeting cards - another holiday i don't buy into. but i was surprised by a customer whom i had made laugh earlier that day. she dashed in with a single rose, presented it to me at the port side register in the middle of a full on rush. it definately brightened my day. so did the free rotisserie chicken i was given at close. fested on bird at the bar with tia the great. tender juicy juicy bird. then on to the most boring night in cactus club history. little brazil was in town from omaha (my old town) and i knew the drummer from way back. nice seeing someone from the old days doing so well and really going for it. we weren't very tight back in the old days, but we bs'ed like old pals.
and that brings me to today. it's getting too cold to be riding my bike everywhere and that sucks. fuck winter.
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What the fuck is ching chow?
party at my house after the rave
that is all