whats up my hhhhhoooooooomiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssss!!!!!!!!!!
alas i get to sit down for five seconds.
well well well where the friggin hell to begin here.
my return to pittsburgh was every bit as expected and needed as i thought it would be. i never really felt like i was "coming home" whenever i returned to virginia but when i go to pittsburgh its like whew, i'm back where i belong. and i think somewhere over the course of the last few months i have accepted the fact that i will probably always consider pittsburgh home and even though i know i will move back and probably maintain my love/hate relationship with the place i will continue to return to it throughout my life. and there will always be a couch for me to crash on, forever and always
my friends picked me up from the greyhound station and we immediatly went to fatheads (my former workplace and the best sandwiches you will ever eat in your fucking lifeeeee!). as soon as i walked in i was swarmed by my former co-workers and it was like nothing ever changed. amazing how a little bar/restaurant became like a family to me haha it felt really good to see everyone. and it felt even better to shove a big ass arrogant onion burger and fries in my face and drown it with a bear republic hop rod rye (on cask! i was so happy!) omgggg. i swear fatheads smoky barbecue sauce makes me cum in my pants a little bit. i have high hopes of getting my job back there and eating its goodness every day of my life again
if you ever find yourself in pittsburgh, on a random cross country roadtrip, or just a hungry sandwich enthusiast like myself and willing to travel for the fuckin shit, get your ass to fatheads. it will not let you down. sandwiches as big as your head! reminds me of scooby doo style
well now that i talked about sandwiches for an hour....
went to the art institutes graduation afterwards to see some friends off. it was really strange because it i hadn't dropped out it also would have been MY graduation....but oh well. that was significantly boring except i saw like 100 people i wasn't expecting to see that weekend or ever again in my life really.
then hellooooooooooooo afterparty at my old house. it was definitly fucking outrageous. metal blaring, kegs emptying, people overflowing from every doorway, elliot running around with his dick hanging out of his overalls all night as usual...
the following day someone said to me "i think i was hallucinating last night. i kept thinking i saw some guy just chilling with his dick out the entire night...."
nope, thats just my friends.
i'm glad our parties are still flippin fabulous. one neighbor actually moved out because of us when i was living there and apparently the other one did too after i left for the same reasons hahahaah that makes me feel pretty good. i can't remember how many times those douchebags called the cops on us. but pittsburgh is cool, unlike richmond where the cops will arrest five kids sitting on a porch drinking soda. they just come chill and joke about how bad the neighbors suck and ask us to keep the noise down but even if we don't they aren't worried about it. i miss those popo.
saturday i had to hit up my fave flavors. pizza at vesuvios. hummus and falafel at aladins. coffee and chai at the beehive. gyros at mike n tonys. hahaha i thought i was going to die but i fucking love food in pittsburgh and i had to get my fix. went to a sweet metal show at games n at to see once nothing and play unlimited arcade games...fucking love that place. i had no idea the guys were playing that night so that was a sweet surprise. theeeeeeeeeen it was bar-hopping galore. the usual pittsburgh scene, stumbling through the streets, having midgets pour liquor in my mouth from atop the bar, underwear parties in the tiki lounge bathroom. it was actually a tamer night then i expected but i got to see everyone i wanted to see and then some so it was perfect. traversed enormous hills in the freezing rain after last call to carry on the drink at a small house party. then returned to the mountain to sleep soundly on my couch wrapped in the sweet jimi hendrix blanket my old roommate surprised me with. i love her. haha she used to always come in my room and cover me up when i would pass out with no pants on in the middle of the winter
sigh. i miss everyone already.
the greyhound ride back was horrendous. i enjoy long ass greyhound rides when i can just sprawl out on both seats listen to tunes, read, and watch the scenery go by. but being as its the holiday season the buses were packed. apparently i look like a nice person or something so on all three buses there were only 2 or 3 extra people and of course, EVERY TIME one of them had to sit by me. including a child who probably learned some great things about mescaline, fucking, and politics because she was reading hunter s thompson over my shoulder for four hours. i fucking hate kids. i don't know what her mother was thinking by placing her smelly butt next to me. also by me sat a lady who's thigh was larger than my entire body so i was crushed up against the window barely able to breathe the entire way back from dc after some crazy nut (as always frequent the dc bus station) screamed at me for 30 minutes about how jesus loves me and it isn't too late for me to accept him into my life so i don't burn in hell...
i told her i wanted to burn in hell because it was fucking cold outside.
i noticed one really cool looking boy on the bus and decided to strike up conversation with him on a smoke break in baltimore before we parted ways. turns out i was right. a wanderer and free spirit like myself just chillin living life seeing and doing all there is to see and do. i adore meeting random people. he is in pittsburgh for the time being so i got his number and gathered myself yet another random road friend who i will hopefully run into again at some point later in life. <3
i am broke as hell and havn't bought any christmas presents....eh...not good.
christmas time is so wierd. i think it really makes people more hostile and stressed out than "merry". its just another day as you get older really. although it is kind of nice in ways. just take down your decorations and stop the obnoxious christmas music as soon as its over and its all good in my eyes.
i stopped going to that serving job. i work at a shoe store now in the mall...fuck ocharleys. they can suck it. i can't believe how many jobs i go through. i think i'm actually going to try and list them now just for kicks....
alas i get to sit down for five seconds.
well well well where the friggin hell to begin here.
my return to pittsburgh was every bit as expected and needed as i thought it would be. i never really felt like i was "coming home" whenever i returned to virginia but when i go to pittsburgh its like whew, i'm back where i belong. and i think somewhere over the course of the last few months i have accepted the fact that i will probably always consider pittsburgh home and even though i know i will move back and probably maintain my love/hate relationship with the place i will continue to return to it throughout my life. and there will always be a couch for me to crash on, forever and always
my friends picked me up from the greyhound station and we immediatly went to fatheads (my former workplace and the best sandwiches you will ever eat in your fucking lifeeeee!). as soon as i walked in i was swarmed by my former co-workers and it was like nothing ever changed. amazing how a little bar/restaurant became like a family to me haha it felt really good to see everyone. and it felt even better to shove a big ass arrogant onion burger and fries in my face and drown it with a bear republic hop rod rye (on cask! i was so happy!) omgggg. i swear fatheads smoky barbecue sauce makes me cum in my pants a little bit. i have high hopes of getting my job back there and eating its goodness every day of my life again
if you ever find yourself in pittsburgh, on a random cross country roadtrip, or just a hungry sandwich enthusiast like myself and willing to travel for the fuckin shit, get your ass to fatheads. it will not let you down. sandwiches as big as your head! reminds me of scooby doo style
well now that i talked about sandwiches for an hour....
went to the art institutes graduation afterwards to see some friends off. it was really strange because it i hadn't dropped out it also would have been MY graduation....but oh well. that was significantly boring except i saw like 100 people i wasn't expecting to see that weekend or ever again in my life really.
then hellooooooooooooo afterparty at my old house. it was definitly fucking outrageous. metal blaring, kegs emptying, people overflowing from every doorway, elliot running around with his dick hanging out of his overalls all night as usual...
the following day someone said to me "i think i was hallucinating last night. i kept thinking i saw some guy just chilling with his dick out the entire night...."
nope, thats just my friends.
i'm glad our parties are still flippin fabulous. one neighbor actually moved out because of us when i was living there and apparently the other one did too after i left for the same reasons hahahaah that makes me feel pretty good. i can't remember how many times those douchebags called the cops on us. but pittsburgh is cool, unlike richmond where the cops will arrest five kids sitting on a porch drinking soda. they just come chill and joke about how bad the neighbors suck and ask us to keep the noise down but even if we don't they aren't worried about it. i miss those popo.
saturday i had to hit up my fave flavors. pizza at vesuvios. hummus and falafel at aladins. coffee and chai at the beehive. gyros at mike n tonys. hahaha i thought i was going to die but i fucking love food in pittsburgh and i had to get my fix. went to a sweet metal show at games n at to see once nothing and play unlimited arcade games...fucking love that place. i had no idea the guys were playing that night so that was a sweet surprise. theeeeeeeeeen it was bar-hopping galore. the usual pittsburgh scene, stumbling through the streets, having midgets pour liquor in my mouth from atop the bar, underwear parties in the tiki lounge bathroom. it was actually a tamer night then i expected but i got to see everyone i wanted to see and then some so it was perfect. traversed enormous hills in the freezing rain after last call to carry on the drink at a small house party. then returned to the mountain to sleep soundly on my couch wrapped in the sweet jimi hendrix blanket my old roommate surprised me with. i love her. haha she used to always come in my room and cover me up when i would pass out with no pants on in the middle of the winter
sigh. i miss everyone already.
the greyhound ride back was horrendous. i enjoy long ass greyhound rides when i can just sprawl out on both seats listen to tunes, read, and watch the scenery go by. but being as its the holiday season the buses were packed. apparently i look like a nice person or something so on all three buses there were only 2 or 3 extra people and of course, EVERY TIME one of them had to sit by me. including a child who probably learned some great things about mescaline, fucking, and politics because she was reading hunter s thompson over my shoulder for four hours. i fucking hate kids. i don't know what her mother was thinking by placing her smelly butt next to me. also by me sat a lady who's thigh was larger than my entire body so i was crushed up against the window barely able to breathe the entire way back from dc after some crazy nut (as always frequent the dc bus station) screamed at me for 30 minutes about how jesus loves me and it isn't too late for me to accept him into my life so i don't burn in hell...
i told her i wanted to burn in hell because it was fucking cold outside.
i noticed one really cool looking boy on the bus and decided to strike up conversation with him on a smoke break in baltimore before we parted ways. turns out i was right. a wanderer and free spirit like myself just chillin living life seeing and doing all there is to see and do. i adore meeting random people. he is in pittsburgh for the time being so i got his number and gathered myself yet another random road friend who i will hopefully run into again at some point later in life. <3
i am broke as hell and havn't bought any christmas presents....eh...not good.
christmas time is so wierd. i think it really makes people more hostile and stressed out than "merry". its just another day as you get older really. although it is kind of nice in ways. just take down your decorations and stop the obnoxious christmas music as soon as its over and its all good in my eyes.
i stopped going to that serving job. i work at a shoe store now in the mall...fuck ocharleys. they can suck it. i can't believe how many jobs i go through. i think i'm actually going to try and list them now just for kicks....
damn i feel like there are way more that i'm forgetting....
well i have a beer and a new book and my mom just made a plethora of cookies...so i'm sure you can imagine what i'm doing with the rest of my day.
any ideas for christmas presents for moms/dads/ 12 year old sisters that don't require any money?? holler.
i'm so excited to actually get things off my wishlist! hehe i didn't think people actually would do that. thanks to all of you! you guys are awesome. i currently am staying with my rents so my mom is probably really starting to wonder who "rexx suicide" is. she hasn't asked but i can tell she is suspicious. it makes me giggle hahaha i don't know who some people are...so...reveal yinz-selves! haha either way i have your addresses and i'm formulating a rexxalicious gift to send in return. i'm just searching for the supplies.
be ready
kbye!
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agni:
okay tru dat.
limowreck:
Sorry, but you are entirely too hot to be my sister.