Jun 19 2008
Sitting at the airport
I’ve not been posting, because I’ve not been interesting. And because I’ve not been not posting on facebook. And I’ve been not not playing WoW. But today I’m not posting on facebook or playing WoW and I’m still not interesting. I’m at the airport. And I’m eavesdropping on this guy sitting next to me, because he is interesting. And gay. Very, very gay. He has the highest pitched voice I’ve ever heard coming out of an adult male. And the way his legs are crossed made me do a double-take. I guess if my legs were crossed like that, I’d have a high pitched voice too.
He seems nice enough, but he’s talking on his cell phone. I kind of hate him for that. Especially because it forces me to listen to him talk about things like shoes, some guy named “Bill”, his energy level, his schedule, and his feelings. Which is fine, except I feel a little left out; I’d like to know who Bill is, and maybe he should ask me how I’m feeling. Would that be so hard?
The good news is that I’m on my way home now. And when I get there, I’m buying an AR-15. I was going to special order one, but the guy fucked up my order, so I’m getting a different one now. Now I need to find a machinist who will make an auto-seer. Not that I would buy one, because that’s illegal. But if you know anyone, let me know: fucktheATF@yankeetag.com
Poor Bill - his ears will probably burn each time someone reads this.
Oh - and what gives with leaving Sac and not saying good-bye?
*storms off in a huff*
Remember that X-Files where that guy was an auto-seer?
I think people are just born that way!
I don’t think a machinist has anything to do with it, buddy