South Philly CAR BOMBING up the street from me!!! aka...a photo shoot with Stella, of course.
I had stepped out of my house the other night, bombarded by the smell of 9/11. Instant flashback, there was a building on 8th St on fire on my way to the ex's to watch Adult Swim (Riley cancelled our date unfortunately, no pup-love for me!).
I come home yesterday to find THIS! The one night I sleep out, an explosion on the corner! It happened at the very same location of last spring's drive by shooting on the bike (yes. true story.) I do not know if this car had a bomb implanted in it or if it randomly exploded.
What excitement in S Philly, a building on fire and an explosion all in the space of one night!
^ This particular view reminded me of Fight Club the flick when whathisname is describing his job on the plane.
I stood outside snapping away while girls at the bus stop stared at me. Stewfnrocker came over a few minutes later and explained it was probably b/c it smelled like such shit maybe no one understood how I was standing so damn close. I have no sense of smell right now, in recovering from my sickness.
Stew and I had a nice pasta and salad dinner while watching Bullets Over Broadway surrounded by the cats. Lourdes LOVES him. Pregnant Lourdes that is.
Here is one view of the corner building in-demolition-progress. If you scroll back a few entries you can see the before pictures I took, some of you might remember.
^ Section of wall.
Stew witnessed Bella do this: I was holding her like my little baby, as usual, and she pulled my face down to hers to kiss me.
Morrissey quizzed by the FBI.
Yesterday's cute animal pictures are courtesy of your new favorite website, introducing CUTE OVERLOAD!!!
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2. smuf
3. i use a trackball, so it doesn't need a pad. your poor desk must have been getting worked
"How'd you come up with that so easily!?"
Elementary my dear Watson, elementary.
Sorry to hear that your sister has let you down. Nevermind. As you said, we'll stick to our original plan.
"Tonight Brian broke a piece of your Valentine's gift."
Insert stunned emoticn from MSN IM here.
I'll have words with Brian on Saturday.
And don't worry about finding a new flatemate, either. It's a process of elimination. Sort through the shit long enough, and eventually you'll come across a diamond.
OK, I'll be on MSN from now till late. And if you haven't notcied, I've updated my journal.