Man, it’s been a night. I was going to post some pictures of me in my new fedora, and ask whether to keep it or lose it, but I got drunk and asked about forty different women, so even if 97% of them are lying, I should prolly still keep the hat, because they all said to keep it. *urp*
I saw that movie Fuck: A Documentary. Highly recommended. I saw this quote from Leviticus where it was saying that those who curse should be stoned to death. Tough guy, that Leviticus. Like taking it up the ass? Stoned to death. Drop an F-bomb occasionally? Stoned to death. Harsh.
Went to plush after I watched the movie(s). There was this dubstep DJ spinning, and it was pretty pimp. I like to dance to it, ‘cuz it’s slow like hip-hop, and my old ass can keep up.
I’m gonna be 33 on Monday, still debating what to do.
I told this thick hispanic girl earlier that she danced like liquid poured into a people shape, and she said it was the nicest compliment she’d ever gotten. It made me kind of sad, because it wasn’t that good of a compliment.
This is the first thing I’ve written in a week. It looks to me like a bunch of incoherent shit, but at least I’ll be able to look back on this week when I’m old and remember what happened.
