if you want me back you're gonna have to ask

Monday I volunteered really early and was tired and cranky. Then I went out with my dad and I can't remember what we did but it wasn't too cool. We saw gangsters though...I remember that part. I saw Risstits with his lunch box and Frozilla and me were cruising down Main together (him on his bike and me in my car). Then I worked with the bible hugger/knitter and it was just as bad as I had expected. I did talk to Rachel on the phone and that was cool. Nobody cool came in either except for this "punk" kid with a Hawthorne Heights shirt and cool hair and glasses whose mom was all like "OH HE CHOOSES HIS SANDWICH DEPENDING ON HOW HE FEELS IN THE MORNING" or something lame like that.

Tuesday (yesterday) was the day that I actually resisted the urge to go and waste gas and money and stayed home and "organized" my cds and stuff. It was like hot and boring and gay. Later on LMH was like "YO let's go to Denver" so we did. Nobody too interesting was out until we saw the huge mob of g's walking around. Frozilla was there (and that's all that matters). So we went around the block hoping to like pass them or whatever and it turns out they were just too quick for us. They made it all the way to the four way stop sign and it was like a COLLISION of my car and the fro. Some gangsta thug chick yelled something at us. OMG FROZILLA WAS LIKE 3 INCHES FROM ME. I could've reached out and touched the fro, yo.

Today was an awesome day. I woke up bright and early and waited for Ho to come over so we could go to Philly with my daddy. OHHHH at the bank I saw an awesome guy/kid/man/possible murderer named Night Rider. He has a ghetto car but surprisingly he was NORMAL looking...even shall I say it, good looking? I never said that. Well yeah he was there and I was like dying because he's just so scary and awesome at the same time. He looked like a surfer. He's actually pretty timid...next time he comes to get some Suckway I'll tell him that I saw him at the bank. Hey at least I saw him at the bank and not in the back of a squad car.

Anyway, continuing on with the Philly excursion. We had Starbucks and listened to cool music on the way there like all the cool bands that involve KINGS, yo. Oh and UNDER PRESSURE do do do do do do do, too. You know how we do. South street was rockin. Along the way I collected the following items...big movie star sunglasses from Zipperhead (haha on that last part), lifesaver type earrings from the place where Ho got peirced, and a flyer for upcoming concerts at the Electric Factory including SECRET MACHINES AND THE KINGS OF LEON. I cannot wait. The guy in the vintage shop who was somewhat hot with great hair was the gayest person ever and it made me laugh really hard. He was like my idol of the day until he opened his homosexual mouth. We saw a guy with a huge black mohawk wearing a Taking Back Sunday shirt and it puzzled me. We also saw a Lil' Jon look-a-like decked out in a powder blue pimp suit. Now I'm just saying random things. The poster store was playing the Killers, coooooool. Ho bought another Stony Coder shirt with Sherlock Holmes on it and we saw lots more that were similar. I saw neon green Converse and they were awesome and I want them. We also walked down to the water on this little thing near the highway and it was like windy there, whoooo. We talked about earrings too, yo.

Ok so on the way home my dad was like being retarded so he drove all around and went the wrong way. We did get to see Fairmount Park and boat house row from the rear view though. That was purdy cool. On the highway we almost got hit by a truck "the size of Oklahoma" driven by none other than a Snoop look-a-like. I almost died but I didn't and IT WAS SO COOL.

When we got back I changed ensembles and we headed for Lancaster yo. I bought lots and lots of Bath and Body Works items for very little money and we also went to Ruddfuckers. Fun day, too bad Henn and LMH had to go to gay work. Work sucks.

Ok I just have to put The List on here. The List being the apparent "list" of romances I have at the moment (even though they are all fictional and I don't REALLY love them).

1) The Night Rider - Just how old IS he??
2) The Guess What Kid - Whoa...don't even ask how old he is. He's still in the single digits.
3) Frozillaaa - Whoa put a shirt on buddy...and some real body-covering undergarments (NO MAN THONGS)
4) J-Weave - WHERE ARE YOU??????
5) T.S. Eliot - He's probably watching Spongebob or Saved By The Bell RIGHT NOW.

On that lovely note, I'm done.

Peace, love, and Oklahoma, *J-Gangsta*