radmad and i are going shopping today because we are girls and girls shop while men work that’s the way it is. i will be buying some stockings. haha.

me falling down at gabby’s reminds me of this one saturday afternoon last spring — this guy totally wiped out on his bike like into a curb and everyone just kept walking EVEN FIL and i demanded to walk over to check if he was ok and fil’s reasoning was why bother cos he is embarrassed leave him be but i said fuck that and walked over, crossing the street and stopping traffic. dude was winded, yeah embarrassed but probably moreso cos people were acting like it didn’t even happen. so i say are you ok and he gets this super greatful look on his face and says yes and i say ok good and as i walk away he yells thank you at me like he meant it and he probably went home and masturbated to the memory of my angelic voice with his bloody scabbed palms.

moral of the story is: I AM THE NICEST MOST THOUGHTFUL PERSON IN THE WORLD.

ps. from now on all of my stories will have morals

pps. i look like your goony neighbour from 1972 in the above photograph.

Phil: what do you know about 1972 and thanks for making me look like a jerk while you are the superhero

me: well that was pretty jerky of you
my hair is 72
now if more people could be like me the world would be a better place don’t you think