Author: Scoutmastertoad

uh oh

hehe so im sitting at my computer, jamming to some shoutcast.com, reading k10k.net, like i do every morning at work and i hear a knock.

a well dressed black woman is in my doorway and asks where the former occupant of my office is. I tell her i think their downstairs, we both smile at each other and she leaves.

about a hour later i hear footsteps again behind me and she’s like “you know i had my heart set on this office”. I laugh and tell her it’s all about the windows and she says “it’s okay, i forgive you”.

have the worst feeling im gonna be walking out to my car for lunch later and get jacked by people wanting my office…

scoutmastertoad: guess their in the office next to us, now it makes sense
scoutmastertoad: we snagged that shit like 2 days before they did haha
scoutmastertoad: gonna be walking out to lunch and get hit by a folding chair
scoutmastertoad: wake up in the hallway surrounded by all my stuff

backhore

got back in town early this morning….never went to bed last night so everything is a bit fuzzy….pictures and update will come later…having some problems putting the whole trip in chronological order since i started almost everyday with some form of alcohol…

gatorade salvation

i woke up at around noon today, covered in a blue sleeping bag, curled up on the couch with my sweatshirt as a pillow. I hear Lana walk in, talk of gatorade and suddenly a Blue Raspberry bottle of gatorade is shoved into my little cave of hungoverness. I open the bottle, pealing off the protective covers and put it to my mouth.

the cool sweet taste flows into my dry, sticky mouth, washing away the horrible residue of the beer that was consumed moments before i fell into my drunken coma. Never has gatorade ever tasted so good. Lana has achieved sainthood for her walking to Wa-Wa’s to get it for jeff and me.

noisIe

last night jeff, lana and i walked to a noise show in philly. We don’t really have shows like that in memphis so after a few forties it was really great. I snuck in a McDonalds cup full of whiskey so towards the end of the show jeff and i were moshing while everyone else stood around watching. fucking ruled. At the end one of the guys playing puts on Fleetwood Mac and starts singing along and talking about his girlfriend, ending up rolling on the floor in his boxers.
Noise=fleetwood mac karoke

went to new york today

wow heh
if popluation density had a zip code, new york would be umm several of them….i spent about 8 hours wandering around new york in a hangover haze, trying to see as much of the city as possible….this is just a mention, the plane ride back will be the whiskey filled total update…hopei live that long…

lalfldlalalalala

hmm well in philadelphia now…talking on jeff’s…intresting laptop….with a rainbow flag and crackhore.com sticker on it….fucking rules hehe

the plane ride was really intresting, taking 3 different planes to get here….fucking priceline.com…..the stewardesses were laughing at me cuz i would get off the plane and then get back on for another 20 minute flight….blah

gonna save the rest for the “philadelphia update” when i get back…hehe