2002-11-09
Put Your Arms Around My Waste Hold Tightly
Hello world.
Well, I think I did quite well on my test because I got an interview. And I think I did quite well on my interview because they called my references. Hopefully I'll find out next week if I got a "real" job or not.
On Thursday I went to this Spoken Word event. It was not one of my most finest composed moments. Actually, I think it ranks down there with being one of the top ten worse composed moments in the history of my composure. Only I'm not sure since I don't remember much.
Last night I took a cab home from Simon's house. We went out to a pub and I tried Raspberry beer. I didn't like it. It had a wheat aftertaste. Anyways, the cab driver was a bold cabbie. He asked me, "Did you just have sex?" I was stone cold sober so I said in a shocked voice, "PARDON?!?!" And he repeated the quesiton. I'm not quite sure if he thought we were best friends and I could easily relay to him my sexual history or if he was looking for some masturbation fodder. Or maybe he hadn't mastered the English language, yet. Maybe he ment to ask me, "Did you just have mex?" As in mexican food. Maybe. But I just ignored him after that. It was freaky.
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popnoir at 6:40 p.m.