my life as a factory worker:
ummm lots of creepy mechanics hit on me by reading my shirt to me ("really? you rock on top?" "are you a... granny? heh heh heeehhh")
i met a guy who can only be described as a black johnny cook. every sentence ends in "you know what i'm sayin?" and his laugh sounds really fake but is real.
i work with swami's little sister.
heard a woman talking about how foreigners should not be allowed to come to america and buy land. especially gas stations because they took 2 of our planes and turned them into bombs.
my life at brass armadillo:
i found an old ad for a buick skylark and bought it.
also a tankard and a big miller high life mirror.
other things:
last night on a beer run the buyer told me that we could not go to BP because he robbed the place a couple weeks ago.
i have decided that when i get a kitten it will be named either vincent anthony vaughn or bebe bluff.
lily's brother would not get drunk with me.
i slept at lily's and moved my hand under the pillow and realized her vibrator was in the pillow case.
my hair is not blond.
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some random things.
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