rokette

Today..today I saw some crazy ass shit.

So after work, Pyrate and I decided to head down to Border's Books, pick up a few books, and then head over to pick up some sushi..we're in the car, sitting at a stop light, and I look over to see a very tall, lanky, older black man, dressed in a halfass lesure suit, doing this Pimp walk down the sidewalk, to the coner where he stops in front of his shopping bags filled with shit, busts a disco move, then stands completly still. He then busts one more move, and then stands at attention, and starts to salute the cars that drive past.

The crazies were out tonight. Ask Pyrate what happened when we grabbed some ice cream - These guys came up to us, and told us they were looking for a man to kill, apparently this "man" had cut up their friend and left him on the railroad (they have been on the trains alllll week) the best part was when the told us not to be afraid. Umm, yeah, that just frightens me even more. The bums in the Highlands are usually friendly, and it's usually just the same three or four bums that haunt that area. These are new bums..I don't trust 'um.

Lalalalalalala....

I hate trains.

They're loud..

They're big..

They're scary!

Dentist appointment coming up.