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Poetry - 23.01.05 Writing - 10.12.05      Older  � From the Heart  � Clairvoyant Elegy  � For the Ghosts of Our Time      Newer  � The Art of Cooking With Turnips  � Radical Dreamer  � Mystery in Red  � Cerulean Dust  � Emerald     nuTang  � Lauren  � ECHO  � Kevin  � Stephanie  � Syd  � Ciara  � Quint  � Rick  � Grace  � Jamie  � Maryann  � Bianca  � Teresa  � Tiffany  � EM.com  � Newgrounds  � Get your own Banana Guard today!  � Quizilla! (Ask if you want a link to mine.)  � Virtual Turntable  � Maddox  � Kefallaville  � Mr. Quach Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class! But aren't solar-powered vampires a bit impractical? Did you know I have somewhere around one hundred forty entires? The primary function of the United States Coast Guard (besides protecting the borders and patroling national waters) is to travel back in time and battle pirates! If wishes were squids, then beggars would write. With the ink, you see. The ink of SO MANY SQUIDS. "It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass." Subscribe to this to blog if you would like to be emailed whenever it is updated. | ..:The Drug Lord on the Street:.. Saturday 9.25.04 8:13 pm Wow... Today was interesting, to say the least. After Art History, Thomas and I waited around for Hilda to get out of Chinese class so we could go eat somewhere with her and hang out... And when we asked if she was busy when she did get out, she basically iced us so we went on our way. We ended up migrating over to Quiznos were we spoke of many things... including some stuff I probably shouldn't have told him; but it's all good since I got to seem him drop a blob of white cheddar cheese sauce on him pants and backpack. It was the cause of a great deal of internal laughing. After we got done eating, Thomas and I realized there was nothing to do in Millbrae. We walked over to Hollywood Video and got our backpacks taken away while we were in the store because Hollywood is apparently paranoid that their video cameras aren't enough security. We didn't really do anything there, however, so we left. I got the idea to walk to San Bruno to find something to do and he thought it would be a good idea so we started to walk. This long walk gave me another opportunity to talk too much and I think I took it, although I'm kind of fuzzy on what we talked about. It was pretty cool though. When we walked in to San Bruno, we immediately ran into this guy that was interested in our political-related conversation and he started up a conversation with us. He told us to save our money, that he graduated in the class of '85 from Cappucino, and that he made $1,000 in cash every Friday. Besides the fact that he basically shouted, "I'm a druglord," by the way he was acting, Thomas and I... well, no, that's pretty much what we thought of him. He was a nice guy for someone that had probably been completely blazed within the past hour, though. We walked past Hilda's house towards San Bruno Square because Thomas wanted some cable to connect his digital camera to his computer and he also wanted a computer game, apparently, even though I didn't find that out until we got to CompUSA. Thomas had a strange obsession to try to ask the Customer Service people if he had to leave his backpack with them every time we walked into a store, so I eventually told him to shut up and that they'd take them if they didn't want us to have them. We got kind of bored after a while and his dad called and told him to leave, so he only bought a game and I bought a handy little microphone, although I may have to return it if the person I got it for doesn't want it. Anyway, Thom and I went our separate ways. So, needless to say, I got lost. Was walking around the lower-middle class area of San Bruno before I happened upon Cherry St. and walked along that. I ended up on the top of the hill where Cherry meets Niles and I must say the view of the bay is beautiful. Of course, I quickly moved on because I was pissed that I couldn't take a picture of it. I walked down to Oak and happened upon three garage sales and I bought a few things. Then, right near the end of Oak, I saw a carnival being shut down for the day at Saint Robert's. I walked over to the concession booth and they gave me a huge bag of cotton candy for free. I left and walked through the park, carrying my bag with a very smug expression. Anyway, I'm not sure what street I got on to after that, but I walked over to Lomita, found another garage sale, and walked the last ten minutes home. And that was pretty much my day. After I got home, I drank a gallon of V8, ate some gummy bears, and went to sleep because my eyes were burning. Later, DS
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