Monday, September 04, 2006

Sorry for the delay ESNaholics

So there was this whole thing where grandpa wasn't looking good, one of my housemates bailed on me and I had to put up an ad on craigslist and all this other rigamarole. Anywho I'm in Philly now and updating form the Basic Editing Lab, oooooooooo. We wont be getting the internet till the 21st. Well the neighborhood is friendly but it's like I live in an episode of The Wire that's been edited for network tv. So many drug deals on The corners. But hey that's their journey. It's also weird when you and your roomies are the only honkies/crackers/peckerwoods/white devils for a several block radius. The previous tenants were scumbags, they got brand new carpeting and basically didn't clean--once, at all. If you walk on the floors your feet turn black. A cleaning crew is coming on wedensday so that'll be good. Oh and all the craiglist people we thought would live with us bailed on us too. It's weird not having tv or the internet. But right now it's only chris and I because the other dudes haven't moved in yet. So basically we either play video games, watch the neighbor ood or play video games. Apparently i have two hot cousins going to school around here too. I contacted them and hopefully they'll want to talk and hang out--so I can keep an eye on them. They're 2nd cousins but i'm still not trying to hit on them, you pervy readers (what do I expect you read my shit.) Oh and I turned 20 on saturday. I spent it building book cases and dealing with my mom and sister. But we had a lovely dinner and i think chris and i opened the booze, i took it easy because i had to take the fam to the airport the next day but chris hadn't drank in a while and used the porcelien telephone to call ralph. Some kids are visiting us this week and that but other than this here's really not much to report to you, my reader. so um....

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1 Comments:

Blogger (S)wine said...

2nd cousins are fair game.
don't call Stanley Steamer--they suck bollix.
for shits and giggles you can cruise around the 'hood in your '82 souped-up Caprice and blast "Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta" while dragging your knuckles out the window and onto the asphalt. Oh yea...wear a showercap too.

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