HEY!
Whats up peoples? Long . . .slow . . day.
Some sorting, some boobs, cookies, smoke,
Lower East Side, tickets, Yeah!!! clean, beer, here, bored. Only 9:40.
What ta do what ta do.
Crazy my keyboard just got a mind of its own and typed all nnnns. That or the key got stuck, which is odd and unusual.
Oh yea! My asshole, trash neighbors are home.
Love them.
She whines, he gripes angerly. I wish they would break up . .or get a divorce. Whatever it takes. Plus he's loud. Can't do anything quietly. I wouldn't mind if I lived in the city. But this is the fucking suberbs.
Shut The Fuck Up! It's quite outside. Try it.
I gotta pee. And put on music.
Later!