calvinamil

ok so its midweek, and i have nothing new to say, but thats fine since all the things we say are secondhand anyway. i'm bored by the time i'm speaking. is that a shitty way to think, if i've already come to a conclusion thats three times i'm bored exponentially. am i an elitist? do i make corrections with too broad a sharpy?

i pissed off most of my friends today.
i wasn't in the mood for antics. i didn't feel like being the odd man out. fuck em anyhow.

theres a skinny tan old man with red suspenders who i see at least twice a day. he lives in the tower on smith st.
the tower is full of looney toons.
he drinks coffee at the diner at the end of my street. he always pays with change. handfulls of nickels and dimes make me want to cry.
he's always smiling
he must be fucking crazy.