Clint's back. He's on leave, i guess. He drove over from Cali and i dunno how long he's gonna be back in town.
He says he's been back a week or so.
I like Clint. I didnt much know him in HS (we ran with different crowds), but today i'm thankful to call him a friend. He tells wonderful stories with incredible detail. So much so that it has a nice literary ring to alotta what he says.
He's also well good at bullshitting. A number of times whilst he was telling a story or joke, i realized that he lifted bits from other things. I'm curious as to if he does this to feel more like a private citizenor whateveror simply because he's unoriginal.
Either way, i've been asked to bring my Xbox next timethere's gonna be some fraggin' VIA Halo 2.
Just like last time he was in town.
In August he'll be back permanently.
So, First Daylight Trip to Normal went well. Even though i made ONE misstep. This misstep? Well, according to my directions i was to take exit 165. There is no exit 165. There is, however, an exit 135 that takes me approximately to the destination that 165 would take me.
Either way, i'm getting good at this whole driving thing.
Yup.
Boop.
So here I am, trying to be the man, right?
Using my gun to see at night sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin' that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup
Man, people are kinda odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine women
with low self esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice
He says he's been back a week or so.
I like Clint. I didnt much know him in HS (we ran with different crowds), but today i'm thankful to call him a friend. He tells wonderful stories with incredible detail. So much so that it has a nice literary ring to alotta what he says.
He's also well good at bullshitting. A number of times whilst he was telling a story or joke, i realized that he lifted bits from other things. I'm curious as to if he does this to feel more like a private citizenor whateveror simply because he's unoriginal.
Either way, i've been asked to bring my Xbox next timethere's gonna be some fraggin' VIA Halo 2.
Just like last time he was in town.
In August he'll be back permanently.
So, First Daylight Trip to Normal went well. Even though i made ONE misstep. This misstep? Well, according to my directions i was to take exit 165. There is no exit 165. There is, however, an exit 135 that takes me approximately to the destination that 165 would take me.
Either way, i'm getting good at this whole driving thing.
Yup.
Boop.
So here I am, trying to be the man, right?
Using my gun to see at night sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin' that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk cuz I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a quarter in my cup
Man, people are kinda odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God cuz I keep comin across all these fine women
with low self esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run cuz either way it's one hell of a choice
phoolsfire:
theres no exit 165... where the fuck am i? i'm soo confused. well shit. i'll be passing through on my way back from canton. i'll give ya a ring