i think i would make a pretty good vagabond.
'you need a les paul' said the mexican.
'in second place.. cal poly..........................................................................................
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............................................................. pomona.' stop fucking with us man.. if i had heart problems i'd be dead. or like.. very uncomfortable.
'you look like you're drunk and on your way home.' said professor kitch. i guess that's how i look. you can't argue with a philosopher/civil engineer.
i bought a guitar at a pawn shop. i need to do more of that.
i also need to read more. the bookstore didn't have any FE review books.. so i purchased that creem book. boy howdy.. indeed.
woodland hills has two macy's right next to each other. that lady lied to me. but she was cool. so i'm all right with it.
they also had two pawn shops right next to each other. next time i'll listen to my eyes rather than.. that part of me that takes care of all the impulse buying. the ass or something like that.
so second place at conference isn't too bad. it's not too good.. but you know.. it's also not too bad... it's a very nice.. humdrum. or something. i used the thesaurus for that.
ok. and back to the mexican. he told me not to jump on the bandwagon with the fender jaguar. i have my reasons. tom verlaine. kevin sheilds. nelson. the last one is really awful.
playing soccer after you haven't played soccer.. or done any such activities in maybe.. 6 years is very tiring.
on with the show.
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