it’s gettin’ pretty rootsy up in here, have to get crafty smoke ‘n mirrors-like to distract from them. errg next week for sure hair appt.
here she comes.
so sass coming ’round westward bound was to be a surprise to cheer me up which got fouled up but meh. hi!
i am going to mention my roots ten thousand times if that’s ok.
sass has her own fruit fly catching recipe. dish soap, oj, balsamic.
but look how many i captured!
hang lounge is the spot to be, she said it felt like a cottage? cozy i think she meant. plus she likes snakes.
prepare for twenty stupid pictures of me looking stupid. oh wait that’s everyday, nevermind.
listening to a story about a girl who approached sass at a party who is a raymi fan. HI! like the vintage plush superman addition to the couch? thanks.
i am so listening to this story i swear.
this is the part that pertains to me so you have 1000% of my attention now.
an intense finish.
what’s the sound of a decorative banjo with no strings? atmospheric awe.
then someone hit the little prince (pipe) and became awesometown! and got into linko with me. ps. look at this tattoo of the little prince (i call it the littlest prince cos i think it’s cuter that way).
you have to keep grabbing tiles until you can go. the setup is essentially dominoes, in sequence, but by different colour. good/bad stoner game. you sit there for five minutes and can’t remember who just went hahaha.
i think i won this game but who cares, it’s the experience that matters right? the journey, guys. JOURNEY.
is it my fucking turn yet what is even going on?
something’s about to happen i think.
yes something indeed, out on the town something.
i have to lie down first.
lightbulb idea goes off.
sort of not working out.
do over another day. ugh and i’m period fat all over the place. next.
ugh. cool one, chaps. you also like the non-word texican. trying to explain to people the reason behind oriental no longer being thee thing to refer to asians by is just, first of all these types are already at a disadvantage in the smart gene pool on top of some racism coursing thru their veins so essentially they do not care, are too dumb to get it, and won’t change their ways regardless. i usually just say oh so she’s a rug then? you can say oriental when referring to a fucking rug, not a person.
gunned. crazy sweet potato fries poutine with chipotle and jalapenos and whatever the heck else.
your guts will thank you in the morning.
adorable girl in pumpkin costume behind me.
my love affair with deep fried pickles has come to an end. we’re through. you know what i have learned about chain establishments in the suburbs versus the city? the suburbs get it right (they have to) while the city chains do not give a care. if you hit up a chain restaurant in the city they’re basically like, why? here’s your plate of slop.
no matter where we eat, sass and her creamy pasta fetish. claims she likes the texture.
stuffed and so cranked has to spend the nite hahaha. may as well keep riding that horse.
time for never-ending ruthless stoner monopoly.
wheelin’ and dealin’.
wiley cashed out.
oh he’s up.
BAM! check that corner, all me baby i won! (that’s also my playing piece, the only golden thing) i have to say, playing with credit cards is so much easier and possibly more enjoyable.
weird looks pause continues.