ShagmoorLounge

May 09, 2006

So we ran into Little Miss Do and her pops. We met up with them at the Smith. It was cool. GB's mom and dad and Mr. Do were a fucking riot. GB likes to start fires like that, having his folks run into each other in public places. It's fun to watch.

Little Miss is all cranked up because we're taking her to see X and Rollins Band. She's never seen Hank live. I'm cranked for X. Fuckin' A it's gonna be good. I think we're all in the circle. It'll be good. I need a good show.

My wife and Miss Ennui are moving into the house at the end of the month. We've still got the kitchen and bath to do before I let my wife loose in there with her paint brush. I hate laying tile. Hate it. But what the fuck ever. As long as it gets done and if you want something done right, better do it yourself.

I'm ready to get home. This whole trip has been kinda drag. Unreasonable assholes everywhere. The last meeting we had was this nutty chick for some vegan non-profit thing. She was one of those kinda hot tree-hugger chicks. The whole time we were having the meeting she kept arching her back and rubbing her neck and tilting her head to the side and it was like what the fuck is she doing? Yoga? Plus she wasn't wearing a bra. Whatever.

The Shadow knows 2:28 PM
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