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i always say, “hello men” to the rummies up the street but i think i’m going to stop doing that. rob got stalked by a crazy this evening, someone he interviewed waited for him wearing no shoes or shirt, stuck their foot in his door and attacked him. rob was robbed not even a month ago? he punched his lights out, the attacker not the robber. the robbing happened when we were out getting pissed, naturally. anyway i was like call the cops why are you calling me for?? he’s like oh i guess i should call the cops? what do you mean SHOULD? do it! he said he’s now worried about being a c list celebrity. i was like get this i overheard a table of girls and a guy talking about me and my blog, mad shit, right beside me and they didn’t know i was sitting beside them (HI!) and they all turned scarlet when i left and gave them a little look. it was like that scene in notting hill when julia roberts who plays a famous hollywood star overhears a table of dicks all trashing her. unreal. i got a weird buzz off it like fantasizing about catching your lover in the act with another rush, ooh what do i do? whose lights should i knock out first? i thought about chiming in something snarky. i figured they were going to see me anyway. there was a piano between our tables blocking me a little. i’d slag what they looked like but i guess reading about it all here is justice enough? i didn’t recognize any of them so all useless opinions are based on dog shit they’ve gleaned off my blog.
moving on now.
i sang all the way down shaw on my bike home tonite, fleet foxes. i have to in order to stay awake and alert. i turn on this street or that, some make me smile, others make me frown. i like the streets that are most lit up cos i can see better. i need to get a light and a reflector. my dad’s all THEY’RE ONLY FIVE BUCKS, JESUS! dad my time to go and get one is worth more than five bucks.
my hits were through the roof today. why do you think that is? beast stuff? that email from that girl? my cleanse diet bullshit comment thread? everything? what kind of posts do you like best? i considered another postsecret but that bummed me out today, not feeling it and i can’t do monthly archive round-ups cos it hasn’t been a year since i became unengaged yet so looking through those archives is a bit of a let down. half them are missing photos cos he deleted all the ones of me from his flickr and he always demanded i hyper-link to his account. they’re not deleted forever but who knows what of me i decided i wanted at the time. i don’t think i have the time or attention span to do that kind of post anymore anyway. unless i went back more than five years ago. snorrrrre.
good night sirs.