scootershitstorm

fuck man, we are getting our asses beat in the mayoral runoff election

i went to my favorite resaurant in the universe last night. shalamar on jones st. the very pinical of indian/pakistani food. crouded. wated for a table for about 10 minutes or so when i was flagged down by the bus-boy from across the restaurant. i followed his lead, through the kitchen, into the alley, and into the owners office, which was converted into an overflow...
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three cheers for the goodwill as is shop. the nostalgia of the whole experience harks back to the days of yore where a whole basket of useless shit was $15. located on 11th between mission and market, walking in makes me feel right at home with my brothers and sisters. right as rain. doubling as a mad place of commerce in a world gone mad,...
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yea, yea, yea,

i gonna have a freakout session at the goodwill as is shop tomorrow

yay!!, blind date went well. scooter rides in san francisco. middle eastern food and hooka. easy livin'

what a fucking drag. work sucks my ass right now, and my truck just got towed. i'm fucking over it.

only a few days left to move my shit from my garage. I love my new place. roomates are a good change. too many unfinished projects. iv'e got 7 fucking scooters for christ's sake

trust motherfuckers and they will let you down. it super sucks. when i trust someone i trust them completely--with my life. people dissapoint. and you can't tell them to fuck off because you still care about them. you can't write them off. i will however continue to trust to this degree. i can't do it any other way. it has to be all or nothing.

I'm totally chillin tonight. studing arabic and smoking nargile. my arabic studies have fallen behind a bit since my class has ended. i wish i had more self-discipline to study more independently. but alas....

tonight was wicked cool. I destroyed some of my clothes with my sewing machine. cutting striped shirts in half and sewing them back together cutting a sleve off at the shoulder and sewing it on upside down. cutting strange patterns from old socks and sewing them in the middle as if it was some strange alien insignia. i saw my best friend frederique dance in...
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i left work early today because i was so tired. i'll finish up the rest of those scooters tomorrow. having some caffiene (can't spell). board but getting amped back up to my normal levels. gonna try to bust out the sewing machine and mangle some of my clothes. removing collers and sewing them on the sleve, that sort of thing. bust it out like a...
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okay now, this is my first journal entry and i've though about using this vehical for writing i suppose all kinds of random shit in as fearless as i can but i'm scared, it might be a little too intimate for all you damed strangers. i don't know. smoking my nargile now, listening to mazzy star, my awsome friend kate might visit me from richmond...
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