I got a bowling ball caught in the gutter. Some kind of Karma? doesn't matter. I won anyway, with my boxers hanging off my ass With Pride. haha. Man, you're gonna get me in so much Beef. I can tell. So, Latley I've been painting lots. I figured I'd give myself a break. I decided to go kidnapping. I'm about as good with my Kidnapping as my Burgleing. ..which doesn't say much. Anyways, Procrastonate. Procrastonate. Oh we'll catch the next bus.. nope, okay then the next bus. What a distraction. Mr. we hitched a ride to the station. and ended up at shoppers To see Angela. We were killing time until 9pm. (when I had to be off and about my obligations) So.. Had a Sub, listening to Areosmith. Then BOWLING. Went Last Friday with Angela, and the same guy was working. ..he thinks I'm disgusting for eating nacho cheese with my finger. Two games. First one was close. But The Second one was a Massacre. Spare then a strike,mm delight. So then what... We started walking. There was a Jimi Hendrix cover band playing at the pub above Toppler Bowl. We called Irma, and hung out with her for like 5 mins. BYE Irma. We ran and flagged down the bus. Ghost bus, I swear. But it was nice. His place. I don't want to leave..