palace
The Palace was retarded.
I got to be Leah's butch dyke girlfriend.
We caused some trouble, and laughed a lot.
I'm glad Nathalie got to have some fun, but I won't be doing the 'club scene' for a while.
I went over to Leah's afterwards to sleep.
I woke up late for breakfast, which is weird because usually I wake up every 30 minutes at strange places.
I ran to Gus' and got me some stale breakfast.
Gilbert Switzer in the morning is very in your face.
I got a small book of poetry written by Troy.
He walked me to Heather's and I hung out with Savannah.
Gossip is a messy thing.
I went over to Frenchy's and sat there shooting the shit with Meghan for 3 hours.
She told me 20 times to stop swearing or I'd be kicked out.
I'm vulgar, what can I say?
I bought the most ridiculous sweater.
Ridiculous doesn't even describe this sweater, I want to show the world without actually having to wear it.
I walked up North St and found Savannah/Jared in Cafe Vienna.
I had disgusting apple pie and went on my way.
Every single of my friends were out somewheres.
I ended up on Spring Garden.
Went to visit Nathalie and Alex.
Went to work to visit some cool co-workers.
I am currently no longer speaking to 3 of my co-workers.
FUCK YOU FOR WRITING A NOTE TO MY BOSS ABOUT ME.
Go fuck yourself you rap listenning, bling wearing, gangta' wannabe assholes.
Fuck you Tim, fuck you Jordan, and fuck you Lenore.
I'm sweet and nice to those fucking people every day.
I do their god damn work if I want to leave early.
Becoming a sullen miserable hermit to avoid humanity is looking like a better option every day.
Alex gave me well, let me take waaaay too much candy.
Leah made me this delicious brocoli/oignion/cheese/tofu mess once we got back to her place.
We watched the new Batman.
I want to be a super hero.
Fly around, be all hip and shit.
Wait, I'm already hip.
I came over to hang out with Alex and use his internet.
Now I'm going home to my empty lonely apartment to pack.
I hope viewing this apartment goes well tomorrow.
I'll pretty much live in a closet if it comes to that.
I just realized, my cat hasn't eaten in a day.
I'm going home.
I hope I get mugged for this sweater.
I got to be Leah's butch dyke girlfriend.
We caused some trouble, and laughed a lot.
I'm glad Nathalie got to have some fun, but I won't be doing the 'club scene' for a while.
I went over to Leah's afterwards to sleep.
I woke up late for breakfast, which is weird because usually I wake up every 30 minutes at strange places.
I ran to Gus' and got me some stale breakfast.
Gilbert Switzer in the morning is very in your face.
I got a small book of poetry written by Troy.
He walked me to Heather's and I hung out with Savannah.
Gossip is a messy thing.
I went over to Frenchy's and sat there shooting the shit with Meghan for 3 hours.
She told me 20 times to stop swearing or I'd be kicked out.
I'm vulgar, what can I say?
I bought the most ridiculous sweater.
Ridiculous doesn't even describe this sweater, I want to show the world without actually having to wear it.
I walked up North St and found Savannah/Jared in Cafe Vienna.
I had disgusting apple pie and went on my way.
Every single of my friends were out somewheres.
I ended up on Spring Garden.
Went to visit Nathalie and Alex.
Went to work to visit some cool co-workers.
I am currently no longer speaking to 3 of my co-workers.
FUCK YOU FOR WRITING A NOTE TO MY BOSS ABOUT ME.
Go fuck yourself you rap listenning, bling wearing, gangta' wannabe assholes.
Fuck you Tim, fuck you Jordan, and fuck you Lenore.
I'm sweet and nice to those fucking people every day.
I do their god damn work if I want to leave early.
Becoming a sullen miserable hermit to avoid humanity is looking like a better option every day.
Alex gave me well, let me take waaaay too much candy.
Leah made me this delicious brocoli/oignion/cheese/tofu mess once we got back to her place.
We watched the new Batman.
I want to be a super hero.
Fly around, be all hip and shit.
Wait, I'm already hip.
I came over to hang out with Alex and use his internet.
Now I'm going home to my empty lonely apartment to pack.
I hope viewing this apartment goes well tomorrow.
I'll pretty much live in a closet if it comes to that.
I just realized, my cat hasn't eaten in a day.
I'm going home.
I hope I get mugged for this sweater.
posted by Lindsay at 10/22/2005
2 Comments:
It's disrespectful to swear while you're talking to people while their working, especially after they told you not to. They could get in trouble from their boss.
Do you think it was on purpose? Do you think I sat there just thinking about all the different colourful swear words I could come up with? Or do you think it was slip of the tongue? Heated conversatiom comes with heated language.
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