"I've been doing time in the Universal Mind
oh, I've been turning keys
I've been setting people free"
I've been doing lots of thinking, and not enough of it makes it into perminant memory. I am going to make an effort to write down as many of my thoughts here as possible. Give this blog some depth.
Untill then, here is some accounts of my life! Last night I drove Stephen out to get the 'company car' which was the car the former Partner drove before he was, um, fired, so the other partner just kept the car. Its a Chevy Avalanch. That mother F'er is huge! I feel like I am on a boat when I am in it. Its pretty comfortable, but its Chevy, so its crap. Its white, what a crappy color for a truck (mine is white too). The arm rest compartment, is more like a cooler. Don't think you should store you beer there, but you could (I'm sure) store your drinks there with some of those frost element packets (Ice melts and turns to water, so that would be messy). You can stand on the damn section and be standing out of the car through the sunroof. Its very spacious. I think it is the perfect suburban party vehicle. Clearance to go over most things, big enough to be comfortable for you and your friends. Windows are big, and all of them open, including the rear window and sunroof, so its perfect for those suburban drives during the summer. Big rear, large cargo bed, can store lots of party goods there, and it can haul a boat. If I lived the suburban lifestyle, I would own one too. But the Partner was dumb, why did he get this when he could have gotten the luxery model that Chrysler has (same set up, but more expensive with more features), and why the hell did he get it in white?! It isn't a good car to have in the city, its gigantic, so thats stupid too. But you know what, I like it alot more than Stephen's Jetta. Stephen's boss was not like I expected. I expected someone tall and more uptight looking, and I was expecting a mansion with a semicircle driveway and electric gate. But he was short, kinda looked like a college guy, maybe a not crazy frat guy. He's in a 2 family house. His car is mad nice though. I like how when we were almost there, Stephen goes to me "no matter what, don't say anything, if he asks you about my driving skills...lie"
I think Erika is pissed at me because of last night. I was driving with my windows open and my music blasting through Long Island, when she called, and I yelled 'helllo1' because it was very noisy. I wasn't even sure who I was talking to, I thought it was Stephen calling. I lost reception, and couldn't get it back for a long time. I kept trying to call her back as I was driving. When I finally got reception I got a voice mail from her, and she was pissed. I called her back and she didn't pick up. I left her a messege from the road, and then again when I got home. She hasn't called me yet. She wanted me to be on the phone with her while she walked through the garage at her school. Its not my fault I had no recpetion! Its hard to drive and talk on the phone and close my windows and turn down the volume all at the same time. Its not like I did anything wrong on a personal level, just on the legal, talking on my cell with out a headset while driving. Like as if we all don't do that.
Big Joe is alive, he had food poisoning yesterday. Don't know if we are going out tonight. I have no idea how we are going to set up Saturday night, I was really relying on him to set things up. Ronit wanted to do something tonight, doubt any plans will fall through tonight though, just have a bad feeling...just a general bad feeling...maybe it has something to do with my sprite tasting nothing like sprite...I just don't know.
I've been setting people free"
I've been doing lots of thinking, and not enough of it makes it into perminant memory. I am going to make an effort to write down as many of my thoughts here as possible. Give this blog some depth.
Untill then, here is some accounts of my life! Last night I drove Stephen out to get the 'company car' which was the car the former Partner drove before he was, um, fired, so the other partner just kept the car. Its a Chevy Avalanch. That mother F'er is huge! I feel like I am on a boat when I am in it. Its pretty comfortable, but its Chevy, so its crap. Its white, what a crappy color for a truck (mine is white too). The arm rest compartment, is more like a cooler. Don't think you should store you beer there, but you could (I'm sure) store your drinks there with some of those frost element packets (Ice melts and turns to water, so that would be messy). You can stand on the damn section and be standing out of the car through the sunroof. Its very spacious. I think it is the perfect suburban party vehicle. Clearance to go over most things, big enough to be comfortable for you and your friends. Windows are big, and all of them open, including the rear window and sunroof, so its perfect for those suburban drives during the summer. Big rear, large cargo bed, can store lots of party goods there, and it can haul a boat. If I lived the suburban lifestyle, I would own one too. But the Partner was dumb, why did he get this when he could have gotten the luxery model that Chrysler has (same set up, but more expensive with more features), and why the hell did he get it in white?! It isn't a good car to have in the city, its gigantic, so thats stupid too. But you know what, I like it alot more than Stephen's Jetta. Stephen's boss was not like I expected. I expected someone tall and more uptight looking, and I was expecting a mansion with a semicircle driveway and electric gate. But he was short, kinda looked like a college guy, maybe a not crazy frat guy. He's in a 2 family house. His car is mad nice though. I like how when we were almost there, Stephen goes to me "no matter what, don't say anything, if he asks you about my driving skills...lie"
I think Erika is pissed at me because of last night. I was driving with my windows open and my music blasting through Long Island, when she called, and I yelled 'helllo1' because it was very noisy. I wasn't even sure who I was talking to, I thought it was Stephen calling. I lost reception, and couldn't get it back for a long time. I kept trying to call her back as I was driving. When I finally got reception I got a voice mail from her, and she was pissed. I called her back and she didn't pick up. I left her a messege from the road, and then again when I got home. She hasn't called me yet. She wanted me to be on the phone with her while she walked through the garage at her school. Its not my fault I had no recpetion! Its hard to drive and talk on the phone and close my windows and turn down the volume all at the same time. Its not like I did anything wrong on a personal level, just on the legal, talking on my cell with out a headset while driving. Like as if we all don't do that.
Big Joe is alive, he had food poisoning yesterday. Don't know if we are going out tonight. I have no idea how we are going to set up Saturday night, I was really relying on him to set things up. Ronit wanted to do something tonight, doubt any plans will fall through tonight though, just have a bad feeling...just a general bad feeling...maybe it has something to do with my sprite tasting nothing like sprite...I just don't know.
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