Michelle texted me a little past midnight to tell me about this:
First, I laughed. But then I laughed harder at this video of an armenian comedian, who can't speak English, trying to backlash the above video's singer to an epic fail:
I had a weird dream last night: I was at my high school reunion, but all classes of different graduation years were there. It was outdoors on 2 cliffs facing each other, separated by a river. Nobody had trouble crossing back and forth. One side had stairs that led to the garage of the old condominium that I, and later my Uncle Lando, used to live in. Then my old classmates sang The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics, which actually was our joint in our senior year. End of dream.
I realized since I won't have a lot of alone time while in the Philippines, I have to bust a #3 as much as possible before leaving this Sunday on the 6th. I fired up the porn and extracted that Israeli chick Shani (the 1 who tried to sell me cosmetics last weekend) from the database.
I rocked the same song from last week (it's a long song) in guitar practice.
I went to the mall. Jazz wasn't working at Red Robin and neither was Danielle, the chick at Hot Topic who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't there. But I think this chick who works at Hot Topic named Georgia is stalking me. I never told her my name. I guess she just looked at my info (and maybe memorized a little) some time ago when she insisted in signing me up for their Rewards card.
GEORGIA: Ryan?
RYAN: Um, yeah? (In a "How'd-you-know-my-name?" kind of way)
GEORGIA: I have magic powers.
She looks aight. I passed by that Israeli chick Shani in the cosmetics shop just to think to myself, I jacked off to you today. Haha. Gosh, she's got a thick accent and a deep alto voice for a chick.
Masa, who I haven't seen since summer, wanted to go see New Moon, but I wanted to go to the gym for the 1st time since before Thanksgiving instead and do my calisthenics. And I saw this dude named Ivan at the gym whom I haven't seen in years. He works for his dad in roofing now.
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