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There hasnt been a lot going on lately.
1. For about five minutes, I thought it would be a fun idea to drive into the middle of Pennsylvania and attend a type of event that I think is dumb as hell. I went to a car race in a part of PA that, even in this modern age, is probably still pro-segregation, but anti-basic personal hygiene. I should have left when they began praying together. But I didnt. I was so absolutely confused by the 1000 person prayer that I did not (not that I would have in the first place, as I have an issue with pageantry) remove my hat during the Star Spangled Banner. Shit. I know. What a dick I am. Anyway, so this caused some rumbling in the grandstand and one dude was so angry that he stormed down from the top (this is still during the song) came up behind me and shoved me into a fence. I turned around, gave him a reflexive push back, and found myself in a situation. Im an asshole, not a fighter, and my usual method of dodging an altercation like this would have been lost as the big words, logic, and reasoning tried to make there way from my mouth through thick waves of BO, a layer of dirt, a smattering of what I think was powdered concrete, past rotten teeth, to the left of a mustard stain, and straight to the tiny, backwoods, brain. So, I could hit him, or I could leave, and something about the audience commanding him to beat my ass told me that I was about to be swarmed. Between that and the fact that a guy with mustard stains all over his clothes was trying to deliver me a lesson on respect, I was a little pissed. As far as future travels are concerned, Im sticking to cities and other countries from now on.
does anyone read this thing, by the way?
2. I made myself a promise when I first got on the SG tip, that if I ever wrote about a girl in my online journal I would have to stick myself in the eye with a fork. I guess I will still have one good eye, at least. It seems like whenever I get myself into something along these lines there is always a but. She is rad, BUT goes into uncontrollable fits of rage on Tuesdays. She is the best, BUT always smells like onions. She is great, but eats babies legs to stay young. None of these particular situations have happened (yet) but you get the idea, I guess. This time around the but would be several states long. Oh well, its not so bad, I guess Im glad I have an extensive cell phone plan, and I can look forward to the next rendezvous in a couple weeks. And this time I dont even have to drive to Boston. Word up, G.
3. I got another roommate. Including myself, that makes three.
xoxo
-patrick
There hasnt been a lot going on lately.
1. For about five minutes, I thought it would be a fun idea to drive into the middle of Pennsylvania and attend a type of event that I think is dumb as hell. I went to a car race in a part of PA that, even in this modern age, is probably still pro-segregation, but anti-basic personal hygiene. I should have left when they began praying together. But I didnt. I was so absolutely confused by the 1000 person prayer that I did not (not that I would have in the first place, as I have an issue with pageantry) remove my hat during the Star Spangled Banner. Shit. I know. What a dick I am. Anyway, so this caused some rumbling in the grandstand and one dude was so angry that he stormed down from the top (this is still during the song) came up behind me and shoved me into a fence. I turned around, gave him a reflexive push back, and found myself in a situation. Im an asshole, not a fighter, and my usual method of dodging an altercation like this would have been lost as the big words, logic, and reasoning tried to make there way from my mouth through thick waves of BO, a layer of dirt, a smattering of what I think was powdered concrete, past rotten teeth, to the left of a mustard stain, and straight to the tiny, backwoods, brain. So, I could hit him, or I could leave, and something about the audience commanding him to beat my ass told me that I was about to be swarmed. Between that and the fact that a guy with mustard stains all over his clothes was trying to deliver me a lesson on respect, I was a little pissed. As far as future travels are concerned, Im sticking to cities and other countries from now on.
does anyone read this thing, by the way?
2. I made myself a promise when I first got on the SG tip, that if I ever wrote about a girl in my online journal I would have to stick myself in the eye with a fork. I guess I will still have one good eye, at least. It seems like whenever I get myself into something along these lines there is always a but. She is rad, BUT goes into uncontrollable fits of rage on Tuesdays. She is the best, BUT always smells like onions. She is great, but eats babies legs to stay young. None of these particular situations have happened (yet) but you get the idea, I guess. This time around the but would be several states long. Oh well, its not so bad, I guess Im glad I have an extensive cell phone plan, and I can look forward to the next rendezvous in a couple weeks. And this time I dont even have to drive to Boston. Word up, G.
3. I got another roommate. Including myself, that makes three.
xoxo
-patrick