Oh Shit, What Do You Know? My Unconditional Love Is A Fucking Joke.
These two old ladies came through my line last night and asked me if I was done with my Christmas shopping. I replied with, “what Christmas shopping? I’m forever alone.” Then she asked, “Does anybody love you?” I laughed and told her I don’t really celebrate the holidays. She then offered up her hospitality on Christmas… An old lady invited me over to her house on Christmas. I guess there’s still good people on earth. I politely declined. For Christmas I got three new journals, and some more awesome socks, and the usual chocolate. I’m satisfied. I also got SheBehmoth Queen Of Metal Rock N’ Roll Destroyer, but that was about a week ago. I’ll probably just end up going to the record store and pick up some new music. It’s been a Joyce Manor winter so far. I love Sons Of Anarchy, I love motorcycles so fucking much. I will escape this town on my motorcycle one day.
On a side note, I destroyed someone’s 300 dollar leather boots the day before. I was putting her jug of tea on the counter when it somehow slipped out of my hand, onto the ground. Just to my luck, it landed right on the cap, exploding into a tsunami of tea. She was really cool about it and didn’t get angry, it was embarrassing. Also just yesterday Peter Soyster came through the line behind me… Anytime that man comes passes through my life, he tends to be the bringer of good omens.
