I've seen, like, a dozen midgets in the past few weeks, just walking around. And I saw a pair of twins out in the wild on the subway, too. They were roughly 9 feet tall.
IT'S MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY MOTHERFUCKERS. Well, it was. But I say it's not over until I go to sleep. WHICH IS NOT HAPPENING UNTIL...well, three minutes from now. Fuck, I'm tired.
Seen it once all the way through (though I liked it) and I live no where near Boston. I am also very drunk, if that helps. I am counting this in the "win" category. I just really am kind of avoiding bed at this point. My wife, during her pregnancy, snores so loud it is like sleeping next to a crappy jet engine. She woke me up snoring the other night. I was wearing earplugs at the time. Needless to say, I slept the rest of the night in the guest room.
No CoD. Motorcycle shopping instead. Considering getting a motocross bike again. My streetbike's back home in my Dad's garage. He's ridden my bike more than I have in the past 6 months. Depressing. edit: and also on to straight whiskey now
Tom Hardy must be destroyed. He keeps coming on to me through the movie screen. Why is this guy singling me out? Let me tell you, I wasn't born yesterday. Sure Hardy, you may have that sultry Brit accent that lubes up the ladies, that smokey smile and the stature of a greek god but I'm not gay, alright?!! Call me. EDIT: Both Boondock Saints movies were shot 95% in Toronto, by the way. In other news, this is the coolest fucking song I have heard in...ever:
I can't stop thinking about the weirdest thing that happened to me yesterday. As I'm sure all of you remember from months ago, I hosted a Couchsurfer guy from Ireland, and he's been living in the city since. We've hung out a couple of times, but I haven't seen him since he took me out for my birthday, a little over a month ago. Then, yesterday I'm at work and I get a text from him that says "Would you or any of your friends be interested in a free Brazilian?" And I say: "...as in a wax?" "Yes." "...will you be doing it...?" "No. It's on Court St. She's a lovely girl." "Well, I do want to know why it's free. But, uh, sure! When can I come?" And he hasn't said anything since. The more I think about it, the progressively creepier it becomes.
So I was driving to a gig tonight in southeast nowhere and I saw something strange. I live in BFE so I was traveling through south BFE on the way there and in this area where there are no streetlights or yard lights or any kind of lights I see something on the side of the road. There is a werewolf hunched forward with his arms spread looking directly at me advancing toward my truck. I couldn't even react. The guy riding with me was looking at his phone and didn't see it. It threw me off so badly that I didn't say anything until about a mile down the road when I finally processed what I saw. The mask the kid had on was huge and had these really big eyes. He really sold it by staring me down and walking towards me. I was going about 60mph, so he wasn't in view for long. I caught just enough of a glimpse to freak out. His camouflage jacket gave it away. It is pretty damn funny looking back, but in the moment all I could think was if that thing runs out in the road, I am running its ass over. I am sure if I tried a prank like that, someone would gun me down. The rural south isn't the kind of place where you can run around dressed like a wild animal. Everyone here is armed. On the way home we saw 50+ deer, but no more werewolves. Now I am having a drink.
Midgets move in waves I am convinced. I will see none for a long time, then bam, shitloads of midgets. Must mean the carnival is in town or something
Wow, I dunno what the fuck happened, but my Saturday night was fucking amazing. So at first I was convinced I'd just be lame and go home to sleep by myself, but no. I ended up playing pool with my budy's super lame basically married friend. Except his girlfriend was fucking awesome. We played pool, went to some hipster bar, got wasted, and ended up in this attic at an impromptu rock concert. Honestly, when I think of a good time it doesn't include hanging out with a couple that's super in "luuurve", but fuck they were cool as shit. I didn't even make out with a chick, and stayed sober enough to drive the lovebirds home , but I had an amazing time tonight.
Days like this I wish it were a good motorcycling day. You know, days where you can't be around the apartment because you'll go nuts, but you don't have or want anywhere specific to go. Something about it sets your mind at ease, and cars simply aren't a replacement.
Anyone else getting the Muslina.com dating ads on the top of the main screen here? Just me? Burquas ARE HOT!!!!
Not getting the Muslina ad, but I am getting "Date Sexy African Women African Dating and Singles Site. Find the Perfect African Woman Now!" Not sure what I've been doing to make google think I am looking specifically for some African Women. EDIT: besides all the GIS for "Ebony love".