Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: under my front porch
you know that place where everyone knows your name? that's my morning stop. the bagel shop.
i really would rather no one knows my name. really. but....
one day, i was standing outside, trying to figure out how to get the dog out of the driver's seat, when this guy comes by and just starts yelling, HI, HOW ARE YOU? WHAT A GREAT LOOKING DOG!!!!!!! YOU KNOW I HAD THIS DOG THAT WOULD NEVER GET OUT OF THE DRIVER'S SEAT TOO AND BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH BLAH.
i had a throbbing headache when i got out of there.
listen, jerk! it's eight oclock in the morning, don't scream for fuck's sake, some people have permanent hangovers.
turns out he was the new owner of my regular bagel and coffee shop. and so guess what, there he is everrrrrrry morning, HI SKANKYPANTS HOW YOU DOING TODAY!! and everyone in the bagel shop turns around. jeebus. my hair's still wet. i may even have my shirt on backwards.
you should've seen him at his xmas party. i was greeted like i'd been in prison for twenty five years. OMG IT'S SKANKYPANTS! BACK FROM SOLITARY. (he'd had a little too much eggnog.)
anyway, that's my annoyed story. i love them, they're very sweet, but the volume, oy.
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