today i hung out in north beach for a while, went to herbavore with some friends only to find out that it was closed. then we drove around for what seemed like forever trying to find a parking spot at 21st and irving. fucking holidays. pain in my ass. had a yummy yummy lunch at shangri la and then hung out listening to music and shooting the breeze (or is it the crap, i can't remember) on the way to catch the train home, i stopped in radio shack. i wanted to get a hello kitty boombox. but the fucker doesn't play tapes. bitches. i have all these old tapes i want to listen to, but can't. i really wanted that boombox too.
i think the boombox plays into my delusions of being a kid again. the last two saturdays i've spent most of the day laying on my bed with my feet on the wall listening to rilo kiley and daydreaming about boys. i don't know why. it's happy making.
i really wanted that boombox.
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ok i wanted to add that the people below me listen to their music way too fucking loud. so, ya know what tonight is? crank up the madonna and dance around like a motherfucker. and not give a shit if i'm bothering them. fucking bitches.
i think the boombox plays into my delusions of being a kid again. the last two saturdays i've spent most of the day laying on my bed with my feet on the wall listening to rilo kiley and daydreaming about boys. i don't know why. it's happy making.
i really wanted that boombox.
...
ok i wanted to add that the people below me listen to their music way too fucking loud. so, ya know what tonight is? crank up the madonna and dance around like a motherfucker. and not give a shit if i'm bothering them. fucking bitches.
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Fuck. I loved that place. Tofu sandwich...spring rolls.
Say it ain't so, promdate.