Food is gross.
Rocked a pretty nice walk through the city today with Adam, Jay, and Heather. Adam and I each picked up some fake Rolex action on Canal, chewed the fat, which was nice, and then walked back over the Williamsburg Bridge into Brooklyn. My legs are tired and all; I think I'm going to size my watch and hit a movie or something. Good day, good day.
posted by Joseph Mains at
4:29 PM
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Hey Dood, nothing blog or life related , but you can be a myspace H-mo and stream Trail of Dead's new album. Don't know until when, I'm listneing to the first song right now, and uhh ??? Oh and I think I'm single again. It's been a tough road, but I have forgone the Cat Power and Elliot Smith Collection and went straight for the nut sack. I think Tom Waits is gonna have to get me through it. Hope all is well. Pee on a yankee for me, or at least think of which Yankee you would most like to pee on, in a nonsexual way, but still one that would give you some sort of pleasure. My pick is Jorge Posada.
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