went to mod nite last nite. seems these days all u gotta do to be mod is own a dirty sweater and have big messy hair. constructed sad bastard origami from beer labels and receipts. was caught in the rain today and almost got a ticket for walking across the street on an amber light. however, i was crazily pissed off and looked like a sea hag so the cop changed his mind and decided to let me go w/o penalty.

tonite it’s dancin’ with the gurls at some meat market. these type like to get all fancy and shit. i am not in the mood to be noticed and humped and grabbed so i think i’ll sport a gramma sweater. it’s 2 dollar beer nite so i think it’s a good idea i make an appearance.

if you need me ladies, i’ll be the one propping up the end of the bar….

caught this raver girl i work with sniffing paint fumes yesterday. She decided to cut her hair in the shower and now has little hack marks on her neck. she is failing her religion class and her dad wants to put bars on the windows to keep her in or something dumb like that. everytime i speak with her i try and talk some sense, but i think it’s pointless since the advice is coming from me. it would be like the deaf leading the dumb leading the blind or whatever, i’m not up for it.