People seem to be moody lately. I don't know what recipe for uplift the rest of you adhere to, but I always like me some style when I'm feeling down in life's sewer pipe.
Style: An enemy of depression, repression and oppression.
Style: Is what happens when your imagination struts up to your reality and says: "Stick 'em up, motherfucker. This is a hold up. We come for what's ours."
Style: Nice hat, Mr. Hampton. Too bad it wasn't 6 feet around and bullet proof. (Style doesn't necessarily get you assassinated -- but it'll get you on the To Do list.)
Style: Great glasses, Ms. Iz. Finger-lickin' good style.
Style doesn't change the world. But it puts a dent in your thick fuckin head. Let it.
Next stop: Syphilis.
Style: An enemy of depression, repression and oppression.
Style: Is what happens when your imagination struts up to your reality and says: "Stick 'em up, motherfucker. This is a hold up. We come for what's ours."
Style: Nice hat, Mr. Hampton. Too bad it wasn't 6 feet around and bullet proof. (Style doesn't necessarily get you assassinated -- but it'll get you on the To Do list.)
Style: Great glasses, Ms. Iz. Finger-lickin' good style.
Style doesn't change the world. But it puts a dent in your thick fuckin head. Let it.
Next stop: Syphilis.
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You can start with this .
How is it possible to walk from my apartment to the subway without getting my pants all wet in the rain?
The big loop at central park is 6mi, I'd say start with that, but it might be a little cold. Do you have a gym membership?
My top two goals are going nicely. Phone interview tuesday and I turn even myself on when I look in the mirror these days.
Ooh, but number three I need some help with. If you can keep me from spending so much cash it would be saints work.
In the middle? Think hands across america. It would be better if you played red rover and smashed right through that. Really, though, tuxy is one of the coolest people I know. I think you've already found that out, though.
Finally we come to the boy. We both pretend we're gay to pick up chicks! Actually, he's so gay that there's no way that he could actually be attracted to men, the world doesn't make that much sense.
He's a college buddy and it's good he's not on the site or he might tell stories about my college days. Newly single, likes tall, cold, unaproachable girls ice queens, if you will.
Smoker!? You're going to be a tough one. First off stop taking elevators and escalators, just avoid them, they are tools to cow the proletariat, it's like TV for your feet.
Also, skip the subway whenever possible.
Ten minute miles aren't too bad, just gotta get to the point where you can do 26 of them consecutively, and then you can beat P Diddy's ass when he runs the city.
I'll try your plan, but only sunday through friday of next week because I'm driving down to San Diego on Saturday. If I freak out, though, I'm going to the pacific dining car and buying steak and eggs as soon as the days flips at midnight on friday.
If you meet any ice queens let me know, the problem is that they aren't exactly the type of person that walks up and introduces themselves...