you wear a pair of your ex-fiancee's jnco's to work one day and all of a sudden you're tagged as "the raver guy"
as per usual at work, i'm not the only chris... there's 2 guy chris's, and 2 christina's... and all thanks to a pair of big comfy pants that a certain subsect of american youths happen to prefer to give more fluidity while dancing and rolling on extasy i'm now "raver chris"... i find that unfair...
oh well, at least i'm home writing cyber-punk vampire fiction with a cd player full of deathboy (invisible and invisible 2.0 are 2 of the best albums ever made) snuggling in my pantera hoodie munching chinese food.
life is nice even though impending doom and fire is looming on the horizon... i guess i can burn content for a while.
as per usual at work, i'm not the only chris... there's 2 guy chris's, and 2 christina's... and all thanks to a pair of big comfy pants that a certain subsect of american youths happen to prefer to give more fluidity while dancing and rolling on extasy i'm now "raver chris"... i find that unfair...
oh well, at least i'm home writing cyber-punk vampire fiction with a cd player full of deathboy (invisible and invisible 2.0 are 2 of the best albums ever made) snuggling in my pantera hoodie munching chinese food.
life is nice even though impending doom and fire is looming on the horizon... i guess i can burn content for a while.