Ahh, nothing like having friends in whose house you can walk around with no pants on. I think that is true evidence of being at home.
They are like "make yourself at home"
*Ziiiiiiip! And im like "im waay ahead of you fellas"
The apartment search in Pittsburgh begins today with no further flabergasting and lillygagging, although i plan to choke bitches with penny and john allen sometime. Black cat is quite busy up to crazy no good stuff, and today i get to go an convince old people why they should let me lead a floor of impressionable youth into battle at Allegheny Center (Mall).
Yess, this crazy communist just might become an RA.
ahh, three hours of resume and cover letter bs later, i got my interview on thursday
tonite i am going to kick back and email hot women
i also stole an Amelie-style thread~ from sylvan that ill finish when i finish grazing in the fields and valleys of my friends refrigerator
i like:
the sound snow makes on the coldest winter day when it is frozen and packed together shaking the ground all around you like you are some kind of shaman whose presence the ground announces with each step
the way breakdancing makes you feel like the horizon is yours to bend and distort to whatever ends your skill allows you to
the way i listen to music sometimes and the dark parts of my inner eye awaken and i begin to travel without moving beyond the insignificat details of tomorrow, and the various hatreds of next week to forces, visions, and adventures that someone either has or will have in places no one will ever step foot
the way germany (the country, not the girl, makes me feel when i step off the plane at munchen)
all things living
i dislike:
people who are fake that suggest any venture but then quickly shy away from it when you go further despite of them and realise the connections you may have had with them were an illusion
the way people in shitty jobs try to make your life shitty by not providing you the service that the by laws of humanity everyone owes everyone.
the way drugs induce a state of prolonged an manic creativity, but then fade off taking more then they originally gave, leaving the user raped and helpless before a muse that is an addict, and choices that are only rational to a mad man
the way my pittsburgh trip has been going. i have achieved more then what i expected to in the world of money, apartment searching, and business relations. Unfortunately i have still not seen the people i really wanted to meet and the questions i really wanted to ask
all things dead, even if they give me sight beyond sight like a thundercat
They are like "make yourself at home"
*Ziiiiiiip! And im like "im waay ahead of you fellas"
The apartment search in Pittsburgh begins today with no further flabergasting and lillygagging, although i plan to choke bitches with penny and john allen sometime. Black cat is quite busy up to crazy no good stuff, and today i get to go an convince old people why they should let me lead a floor of impressionable youth into battle at Allegheny Center (Mall).
Yess, this crazy communist just might become an RA.
ahh, three hours of resume and cover letter bs later, i got my interview on thursday
tonite i am going to kick back and email hot women
i also stole an Amelie-style thread~ from sylvan that ill finish when i finish grazing in the fields and valleys of my friends refrigerator
i like:
the sound snow makes on the coldest winter day when it is frozen and packed together shaking the ground all around you like you are some kind of shaman whose presence the ground announces with each step
the way breakdancing makes you feel like the horizon is yours to bend and distort to whatever ends your skill allows you to
the way i listen to music sometimes and the dark parts of my inner eye awaken and i begin to travel without moving beyond the insignificat details of tomorrow, and the various hatreds of next week to forces, visions, and adventures that someone either has or will have in places no one will ever step foot
the way germany (the country, not the girl, makes me feel when i step off the plane at munchen)
all things living
i dislike:
people who are fake that suggest any venture but then quickly shy away from it when you go further despite of them and realise the connections you may have had with them were an illusion
the way people in shitty jobs try to make your life shitty by not providing you the service that the by laws of humanity everyone owes everyone.
the way drugs induce a state of prolonged an manic creativity, but then fade off taking more then they originally gave, leaving the user raped and helpless before a muse that is an addict, and choices that are only rational to a mad man
the way my pittsburgh trip has been going. i have achieved more then what i expected to in the world of money, apartment searching, and business relations. Unfortunately i have still not seen the people i really wanted to meet and the questions i really wanted to ask
all things dead, even if they give me sight beyond sight like a thundercat
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*shazaam* you are now a friend.