Someone set West Campus on fire. West Campus was the old (or, if your a prick, historic) high school that i went to. They set a room on fire. The place had swastikas imprinted on the bricks in the gym. No air conditioning, no central air.
I really wanted to film in the place before long so i was happy that the place was still intact.
Even though the owners are gonna renovate it.
I got to work today and backed into my usual place, lit up a ciggy and decided to wait for the song i was listening to to end before i headed into the building. After the song ended, i turned off the car and went to take my keys, but they wouldnt come out. So i tried to turn the car back on, but it wouldnt come on.
So i sat there for five minutes thinking of what to doevery so often trying to yank the keys from it's place. Trying to surprise a car is harder then one might think.
Finally, i gave up, deciding to wait till after work to fidget with the shit. Getting out of the car, i glaced down to the gear-shift and realized that the car was still in reverse.
That i was just parked right-up-against the curb.
I'm a fucking idiot.
The other day, whilst at Sammy's, i installed the capture software and it was making his computer wiggy. I asked Sammy to take a look and we switched spotsi sat on the couch while Sammy got the computer chair. After a bit Samuel said that he couldnt find what was wrong and we switched back.
After S sat down, he looked over at me and said, while feeling the couch cushion where i was sitting, Damn, dude, you gotta hot ass...
I know, i said, I get compliments like crazy.
No,dude, he said rubbing the couch cushion. Your ass is fucking hot.
Now yr just trying to make me blush...
That story's got nothing to do with anything, i just thought it was a cute story.
I'm wearing my father's white straw farmer/overseer/country-pimp hat.
Why?
Cos I felt like wearing a funny hat.
Elsewise i wouldnt be wearing a hat, now would i?
Why be sweet, why be careful, why be kind?
A man has only one thing on his mind
Why ask politely, why go lightly, why say please?
They only want to get you on your knees
There are a few things that i could never believe
A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...
Laissez-faire mi amour, se la vie
Shall I return to shore or swim back out to sea?
The world don't care what a sailor does in town
It's hanging in the windows by the pound
I don't believe you go to heaven when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...
I only want to hear you purr and to hear you moan
You have another man who brings the money home
I don't want dishes in the sink
Please don't tell me what you feel or what you think
There are few things I never could believe...
A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...
Boop.
I really wanted to film in the place before long so i was happy that the place was still intact.
Even though the owners are gonna renovate it.
I got to work today and backed into my usual place, lit up a ciggy and decided to wait for the song i was listening to to end before i headed into the building. After the song ended, i turned off the car and went to take my keys, but they wouldnt come out. So i tried to turn the car back on, but it wouldnt come on.
So i sat there for five minutes thinking of what to doevery so often trying to yank the keys from it's place. Trying to surprise a car is harder then one might think.
Finally, i gave up, deciding to wait till after work to fidget with the shit. Getting out of the car, i glaced down to the gear-shift and realized that the car was still in reverse.
That i was just parked right-up-against the curb.
I'm a fucking idiot.
The other day, whilst at Sammy's, i installed the capture software and it was making his computer wiggy. I asked Sammy to take a look and we switched spotsi sat on the couch while Sammy got the computer chair. After a bit Samuel said that he couldnt find what was wrong and we switched back.
After S sat down, he looked over at me and said, while feeling the couch cushion where i was sitting, Damn, dude, you gotta hot ass...
I know, i said, I get compliments like crazy.
No,dude, he said rubbing the couch cushion. Your ass is fucking hot.
Now yr just trying to make me blush...
That story's got nothing to do with anything, i just thought it was a cute story.
I'm wearing my father's white straw farmer/overseer/country-pimp hat.
Why?
Cos I felt like wearing a funny hat.
Elsewise i wouldnt be wearing a hat, now would i?
Why be sweet, why be careful, why be kind?
A man has only one thing on his mind
Why ask politely, why go lightly, why say please?
They only want to get you on your knees
There are a few things that i could never believe
A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...
Laissez-faire mi amour, se la vie
Shall I return to shore or swim back out to sea?
The world don't care what a sailor does in town
It's hanging in the windows by the pound
I don't believe you go to heaven when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...
I only want to hear you purr and to hear you moan
You have another man who brings the money home
I don't want dishes in the sink
Please don't tell me what you feel or what you think
There are few things I never could believe...
A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...
Boop.
judas:
my boss always tells me i have a hot ass whenever she has to sit in my chair to fix some fucked up thing on my computer.