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today the glitterbomber is... |
2002-11-21 yesterday was another busybusy day. i am beginning to think that it has once again become the norm in my life. i'm still not complaining about it. hell, if nothing else, it makes the days go by faster. when i was driving amy b home yesterday after work, we saw a fashion crime. now, fashion crimes are not unusual in pittsburgh. they are quite commonplace, in fact. this particular crime came in the form of a college student-type boy wearing rust colored pants that looked as if they were made of moleskin or--shudder--velour. we hypothesized that he had borrowed his girlfriend's pants. rust-colored velour pants. oh my. these pants also made a cameo in a dream i had last night. bill's fashion-crime dreams are starting to happen to me. (thanks a lot!) than i saw an older man wearing flourescent green running shorts. i fear for my eyesight. and while we are somewhat on the subject of safety issues, i was almost hit by a silver punchbuggy and a PAT bus (on separate occasions), and i almost fell down the safety hazard stairs that lead into my basement yesterday. it would have been Very Bad if i had fallen. my basement is a very oogy place. there is a large spider that lives at the bottom. the moral of this story is that it's a wonder i haven't broken more bones. *** quotes of the day: "it's the combination of techno and hip-hop that is horrifically terrifying." "i plan to dedicate xmas to colorectal cancer." me: you always give me good quotes. *** happy birthday to voltaire (1694-1778). go celebrate by reading candide. or at least speaking in a bad french accent. |
