i love riding the damn bus.
today i saw a cute girl sitting on the lap of a guy in a wheelchair on the bus riding down wilshire.
they looked to be in love.
then on the subway i saw an attractive young woman squoosh inbetween two men so as to sit with them. they must all be good friends i thought.
and they tried to look at me like everything was super normal, but nothing was any more super normal than that painting of the two guys having a picnic with that one naked woman.
two hipsters got off before me. they didnt know where they were going. they were walking reaaaal slow. fuck them. she had buttons on her purse strap, his shorts were falling down fashionably revealing his paisley boxers.
he had a trucker hat in his hand. she was probably in a band. i just needed to get around them.
finally did. elevator full of women. then a man comes in and puts his finger on the up button and holds it there. i was insulted but then i remembered that there are idiots in every elevator, why not mine too.
made it to the house. got on the phone.
talked for hours with the girl who told me that we werent boyfriend/girlfriend for two weeks, but for three days.
talked to my true love
and asked my drunken chimp to write a couple entries for me.
ate a half bag of laura scudders baked cheese puffs
read an email from ashley
and passed out with the cubs still in first place.