one of us will die inside these arms eyes wide open

it's been one of those days. a complete cacophony of sirens, trumpets, whistles, silence.
maybe because i'm hungover...

that's a whole nother story (nother isn't a word).

quotes, mostly consecutive (if you can believe it):
"their pants are really shiny"-elv
"fuck"-teah
"this has been a week, dad"-elv
"flips and shit"-teah
"finish this cunt of a book"-elv
"you won't go to heaven and my legs are itchy"-elv
"i could throw like that"-elv
"that's because you touch yourself at night"-elv

elv and teah give me typical entertainment for the evening, something i take for granted. their snarky snaps could last for all eternity. we all went out last night; dek, esso, and jaye tagged along.

important points:

• smoked too many cigs (provoked by people who thought my hand rolling was "against the man")
  
• watched dek and jaye play ms. pacman for longer than i'm proud of.
• got appreciated by esso for cooking dinner, probably more than i deserved
  
• cursed out some poor restaurant workers at 3am for a broken atm
• ate bread "asses" with cream cheese until i passed out and broke my clock
  

hold up--
i thought there was a bug on my foot, so i screamed and elv got her rain boots on and furiously stomped on a piece of fuzz that we were convinced was maniacally attacking me.

back to reality--
today i got kicked in the chest by a soccer playing ninja and did about 67 pounds of laundry and got shat on by an old man for j-walking.

i'm in the mood to sauce people. oh whats that? you don't know about saucing, you say? let's give you a tutorial.

1. someone is pissing you off
2. silently size them up, think of everything that would leave a slow and steady burn
3. let them shit on you for at least two minutes, give yourself enough time to simmer
4. let it blow! sauce the shit out of them. throw in a few "yo mama"s if necessary.
   
5. when you're done, you have to say "SAUCED" but pronounce it like "SOSED"

basically it's no different than being mean to people but it's snappier and more intellectual. try it out, you fucking sons of bitches whose mothers are infinitely ubiquitous.

fuck you jaye,
ayg