The neighborhood my friends live in has people that monitor the homes from their cars. After my visit the other night I witnessed a parked car with a man staring in the same location as the last time. Instead of a camera, an iphone (another device with a camera). After confronting telling my friends about the suspicious behavior, it turned out random cars had been idling in front of their house as well. Staring… In fact, Shorty (the man with bright blue shorts on his head) had told them he was looking out from them, “from the creepy people that watch.” Something is going on here…….
The Genius of the Crowd: Charles Bukowski ”not being able to love fully, they will believe your love incomplete”
……Is just what I expected, ultra organized. Probably because I don’t live there. Furthermore, there is only one- Berkeley has about 10……
That awkward moment when I sent an email to my professor addressing them as the wrong gender based on their directory photo.
Somehow I’m not surprised by the bum’s sign in Northampton, “Need coffee money.”
I just returned from visiting my friends new apartment. The neighbors are weird (the understatement of the century). For example, Shorty (our nickname) was staring at the house the other day with bright blue shorts on his head on the snowbank. On my return walk I walked past the ultimate creeper van at the end of the road. Dark tinted windows with antennas, the whole works. Yet the weird part was the fat, ragged man with a VHS recorder filming the house across the street. It gets weirder .. he saw me, then drove away (but only after I made direct eye contact with the camera) Yeah…. this just happened. Ummmmm???? Whaaaa???
“If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t one”- Jay Z
The very lesbian librarian at the front desk in checking in the L Word………… (couldn’t help but smile).