See I knew we were all feeling this, I'm in the Ritz Carlsnobbleton Lake Las Vegas, having din din with mi madre, even the quirky zen dude -me- has been combatting the boredom/emptyness/weird isolated feelin that accompanies late December, anyway, fuck the soliliquouy,
Lemme chow down on this burger, we got here like an hour ago, and like I made a playlist for my mom's G3, she's technology deficient, but anyway it had sarah brightman and phil collins, U know older poppy stuff, well... hold on I gotta go, I'll finish this story later..
Okay, so like she has no clue bout how to operate her g3 or hook it to the ipod integration kit in her SLK, and we roll up in the ritz, well I had accidentally put 2pac's remix of Phil Collins In the air tonight.
She's kinda deaf being a loud talker and all, and so she always blasts her stuff, so like there was a wedding and was just hilarious to me, cause drivin was this small asian lady, blastin 2pac, she kept telling me to shut it off, but I was feelin kinda silly and wanted the attention, I guess.
I told her I didn't know how to work her stereo either,anyway, mission accomplished, it shattered some stereotypes these rich white snobs had of asian peeps, causewith my 5 1 mom driving and blastin 2pac. Valet Dude thought it was funny anyway.
Yeah, thats how boring my day has been. OII so got nothin.Its only like 7 pacific time, and I think I'm gonna crash after I watch the x filess movie.
Where the hell is Chris, is dude hidin, gimme the word if he's being a douche, and since I"m in his neck of the woods, I'll go to Target and buy a bat and pound on some Norweigan kneecaps.