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and it's hard to hold a candle |
Friday, Nov. 15, 2002 - 9:32 am *my bag, baby prestently listening to:garbageman downstairs intentions to: go to class again, i got there an hour early and left. soberity level: i'm a lil hung from last night yesterday i got my car smogged an legally put in my name. (well, legally minus the fact that i forged the pervious owners signature...but i'm sure he wouldn't mind [nervous laugh]) so, while i waited for my car, i decided to walk to the bank to cry over my lack-o-funds. passing Starbucks, i noticed a frightfully good looking dude sitting with a grungy punk chicky. assuming they were together, i only snuck a peek at him covertly through my dark glasses. about two store fronts down he'd chased up to me... r-"hi! i had to stop you and tell you..you are absolutely beautiful." i picked up my jaw and then got a real good look at the brightly colored sleeves he was adorned with. k-"thank you! you just made my day." r-"hi, i'm rick. so, do you live around here?" k-"i work at the park. whats your deal? you look waaay too cool to be in San Carlos?!?" r-"i work at my parents gym down there." (pointing) k-"nice. where'd you get your work done?" (pointing to the most lovely yellow ink i'd ever seen on skin) r-"friends here and there. soo, do you have a boyfriend?" k-"as a matter of fact, i do not." r-"could i get your number? please?" k-"hmm, ya. ###-####" r-"alright. i'm gonna give you a call tonight, so watchout!" k-"ok, well i'm be at a concert tonight, so you can leave a message!" r-"i plan to!" (walking back to starbucks) crazy, huh? it was super stoked, till i found out that hes a friend of mines brother. i'm not completely disapointed, but thats kinda wierd. his tatoos were beautiful. then i bought myself a bithday present for waaay tooo much money. i bet i could sell it on e-bay for waaay more money. people on e-bay are often dumb.
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in the cold November rain |