| The World of the Shankster | |||
Today for lunch I went to Subway. There was a large African American waiting on me. When I asked for bread she had to bend over to get my type. I was unfortunate enough to be forced to view about two inches of her ass crack. I had to think of muffins in order not to vomit. Then the song that goes, "you gotta be free, you gotta be bold, you gotta be stronger..... love will save the day". The Subway employee began to sing the words out loud. I was so disgusted. On another note I love the Carmen Electra Dave Navarro television show. When I'm famous my life will be reality TV.
I think I'm dying. I have had a sore throat for about a week. And I thought smoking weed would help the ailment, but it only seemed to make the pain worse. The worst part is that I recently acquired a beer funnel and I hoping to break it in this weekend. But with a swollen throat I fear that my funnelling days will be delayed. Just like every American I need money. Today I interviewed for a babysitting job. The family seems very nice with a cute 2 and half year old (the mother is due with another in April). But she said that she is still interviewing other people. Since when did babysitting get so competitive. O well. But if it does work out it would be great because then it would be 20-30 hours a week over the summer and at 12$ an hour, tax free it would totally help me make rent and save up for the school year. The good thing is that this family is also jewish so maybe my heritage and jewish day school background will appeal to them. We gotta keep it in the family. right? Go Joe Liberman. Nah, just kidding. I have yet to decided who to support in the democratic primary, but at least I know I an a democrat. Most likely I'll be going with my own state senator in John F. Kerry.
You're never too old to become a kid on a snow day.
Sometimes you just gotta drink. I don't regret beginning my evening at 7:00 I just wish I had the endurance to keep going for longer than midnight. Walking in a straight line is way over rated. I love that my friends are so blunt that she just told us it was time to leave her apartment, the party was over. For some reason I was less concerned with my ability to walk straight than I was with the small amount of vodka left in the handle. What really did us in was when we broke out the bong. Its never a good idea after playing lots of card games and then having three cocktails. I still dont understand how 5 people can manage to get a noise complaint in an apartment. I dont regret the two ciggarettes I smoked either. I'm just happy that I managed to get into bed before I passed out. And greatful that at least most of my vomit made it into the trash can. At 4AM, I had been passed out for about three hours and there was an intruder in my room. My suitemate, was completly naked and came in. She woke up Ag and asked for a condom. I woke up to see a completly naked girl frantically tearing apart Ag's drawer until she pulled out a condom. I sat up and said something along the lines of "what the fuck"?!! Her response was to tell me that she was naked, no shit, and that she was "totally wasted". I was stunned so went to the bathroom to vomit a little more then slept until 1PM. Tonight everything indicates staying in and watching a movie. Why do my classes this semester assign so much reading? It really cramps my style. For some reason the keys on my laptop have gone on a full blown strike. Tatoos of the Twin Towers are not cool... I doubt they ever will be. |
