There was a man on the subway platform ranting quite speedily about being in the US Marines and experiencing the REAL Jurassic park and cutting off a raptor's head...makes you wonder sometimes...
I wish I was more specifically ethnic...or like...traditionally ethnic sometimes. I.e. Indians can wear saris wherever they want and not be judged. People who wear clothes from traditional/tribal African nations are the same. I get away with um...nothing.
Yesterday and today were digustingly hot. Even after the rain. But at least there's a nice. breeze on this corner.
This bus is cold. I've really taken to taking the bus now. It's quieter. Cooler. and takes just a LITTLE more time. Enough for me to appreciate what I'm reading or writing.
I worked an extra 3 hours today mostly because I need the overtime. But also because I didn't wanna go home. I have nothing to do when I go home. Exept type these up. I go home, I sleep, i wake up 8 hours later. there's nothing else to do at home. Besides, there's work to be done at work.
I have nyquil at home. That's a good thing. I'm too congested to sleep properly.
Ah yes. Gardening and Liquor two things that go fabulously together. What?
Is it bad that the biggest worry in my life right this second is the fact that this "pine green" pen is actually inking as "blue spruce"...not to be confused with spruce goose.
I'm too lazy to cook meat. unless it's chicken cutlets. you know...breaded...egg...mmmm
but yeah. too lazy.
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