Ever gone to bed drunk at like, two in the morning, woke up at seven or sometime early and actually felt refreshed? This guy. You know what's even more amazing is that I got up and did shit! Actually, that's a lie. I finally put my taxes from 2008 in the mail and I made some kind of thing that might be a smoothie. Milk, instant breakfast, protein, half an apple and a banana.
I don't like this whole, being up early business. I'm actually more of a night owl. I think I'm crawling back into bed.
Last night on the ride back from the store I got caught in some rain on my vespa. I pulled out of the parking lot at the store and pulled up to the light. It drizzled, stopped, drizzled, stopped. I was like fucking shit, rain or don't rain but quit fucking with me. So it poured. A lot. I started laughing. Light turned green and being about four blocks from home, punched it. Rain hitting the face at 55 doesn't feel good. Luckily, my helmet turns into a fullface so I was like, fuck you, how about that shit. It started hailing. I really need to get some riding gloves.
But yeah, got drunk and watched Afro Samurai Resurrection. Tame I know, but after last weekend which involved homeless people under a bridge, shady hand to hand crack sales, riding with Harley dudes and white knuckle riding on 101, I'm pretty proud of myself. Mostly because I wasn't caught pissing in public. Last time was by the Yukon provincial police in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, "Bathroom back that way, eh?". Those Canadians really don't give a shit. HOLY SHIT. That was a humbling moment. Getting caught in public by Canadian authority with my cock in hand. I think my fav part was the boop boop and the lights. But mostly the cock in hand.
So yeah, that's it. Fuck off.
Oh, and Patton is the shit. FNM in general. I'd like to get into film. This song is talking to me. It's saying drag, dark room, cigarette, Whiskey and runny mascara from the tears. That's kind of fucked. I'm gunna sing this song in the shower. And some shit by Perry Como.
I don't like this whole, being up early business. I'm actually more of a night owl. I think I'm crawling back into bed.
Last night on the ride back from the store I got caught in some rain on my vespa. I pulled out of the parking lot at the store and pulled up to the light. It drizzled, stopped, drizzled, stopped. I was like fucking shit, rain or don't rain but quit fucking with me. So it poured. A lot. I started laughing. Light turned green and being about four blocks from home, punched it. Rain hitting the face at 55 doesn't feel good. Luckily, my helmet turns into a fullface so I was like, fuck you, how about that shit. It started hailing. I really need to get some riding gloves.
But yeah, got drunk and watched Afro Samurai Resurrection. Tame I know, but after last weekend which involved homeless people under a bridge, shady hand to hand crack sales, riding with Harley dudes and white knuckle riding on 101, I'm pretty proud of myself. Mostly because I wasn't caught pissing in public. Last time was by the Yukon provincial police in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, "Bathroom back that way, eh?". Those Canadians really don't give a shit. HOLY SHIT. That was a humbling moment. Getting caught in public by Canadian authority with my cock in hand. I think my fav part was the boop boop and the lights. But mostly the cock in hand.
So yeah, that's it. Fuck off.
Oh, and Patton is the shit. FNM in general. I'd like to get into film. This song is talking to me. It's saying drag, dark room, cigarette, Whiskey and runny mascara from the tears. That's kind of fucked. I'm gunna sing this song in the shower. And some shit by Perry Como.