glenn's bike got stolen by a crack addict tonight while ryan and stacia and myself were standing just inside the door to the apartment. i found out that i can't run as fast as a homeless guy can pedal. and niether can ryan. but after much ado we found the guy's bum friend and told him that if he could get the bike back, we'd give him forty bucks
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peace out playa.
love,
sean
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oh man oh man. that eats butt, dude. i bet a year and a half ago that on that deck in new kent you never thought that you would be where you are today. and not just geographically. argh. everything is so weird.
korea is a cruel mistress, i hear. and relationships via telephone are just bad news....plus asian girls are cute. how long is it before you come back to the US?
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