went home for thanksgiving, ate some turkey here then there, ate some mashed potatoes and other stuff. Even went and got some shopping done on the dreaded BLACK FRIDAY.. wasnt so bad, the trick is to pop in right before the sales end, that way you can just scoop up whats left on the ground and use that as your presents.
sometimes i hate comin back here, sometimes i love it… basically its nice to go back and remember good times from high school, but sucks to realize that it was like a million years ago.. where has the time gone? workschoolworkschoolworkschool
cant wait until next spring, maybe then ill redirect where im going. or just get even more lazy with everything
HMMMM…..
this is the girlfriend’s art page… i dont think she’s changed it or added anything in a long time, but her work is pretty awesome.
so the story starts with harrison coming over to fix his busted turn signal on his bike. we’re at the point of hooking everything back up, he’s holding the fairing while i connect some plugs.. then suddenly the light disapears (hes wearing a headlamp) and i hear a “WHOA”, i turn around, then see a raccoon just chillin as harrison yells “RACCOON!” all i can think is “raccoon? arent they rabid forest monsters?” as i say “i dont like that..”
you also have to realize that this raccoon, who decided to just up and chill out with us is about 2 feet away from my face on a fence foaming, mouthing the words “im going to eat your face off”.. okay well he didnt do that, but it was pretty fuckin weird.
eventually he just walzed down the fence and jumped on top of a shed and just laid there for about an hour while we finished putting the bike back together. meanwhile some dog decided to run up and down the alley like 10 times just for fun..
a neighbor of mine came by to hang out and we showed him the woodland creature, and i decided a picture would be pretty sweet. we then spent the next 20 minutes taking odd pictures of the raccoon, at least until he decided to get up and run across the alley and up a tree to wreck some bird’s nests.