Ok, my truck is dead. Well, not dead, but, not realy usable. I have 4th gear, and no breakes. This is not good. Once I get going I'm ok, unless I actualy have to stop. It's going to cost me about as much as I paid for it to get it fixed. And, to boot, the mecanic that I have looking for the part, is taking forever. I don't think he realy wants to deal with me. Been 1.5 weeks he's been looking for the parts...he sucks.
On a lighter note, I got some new wheels for my skateboard. Much bigger. Well, only about 8mm larger, but, much softer. It rides much better now...the scurge of the DeWitt streets can now move about without worrying so much about cracks in the broken streets, and random bits of gravel. Oh, my this is nice.
The people here at the coffeehouse seem like a diffrent crowd than diffrent. Some of the regulars I know are here, but not very many. Most of the people here today seem like the 'preps'. God, they suck. (excuse the capatalization of god in the last sentcence, it was the first word) People look at me kina wierd when I'm in a trench coat, and on a skateboard...kina odd, but not as wierd as they look at me when I'm wearing nice slacks, and a realy nice shirt, and doing it. That shure draws lots of attention.
Just had the wonderus experence of tripping some girl with my coat. It was hanging from the back of my chair, and spread out on the floor about 2 feet from the base of the chiar (I tried to bunch it up a bit). She seemed rather offended to have triped on in!
Oh, coffee...haven't had a good cup of columbian supremo in quite a while, god this is nice. It's so hot, and so bold. Just perfect...almost like sex...I'd take a good cup of columbian supremo over most sex anyday. The only sex I would take over it, is realy, great sex. But that only happens once in a great while.
Reasons why coffee is better 1. After the cup is empty, you can refil it, and nobody complains. 2. If you decide you don't like it, you can put it down at any time. 3. It doesn't care if you drink from another cup. Ok, that's 3...not bad...
That was kina lame ;)
The people to the right of me are chatting about odd things, first they start off talking about how smart they are, giving various examples, then they tallk about getting stoned.
The relocation of chiars at the coffeehouse. I presume, at one time, all the tables, and chars