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yay.
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Steph texted me asking if I could come in tomorrow. I said nope. Tomorrow's going to be just as busy, cleaning, seeing guests out of the house, and maybe actually having a real birthday lunch/dinner! If they want to give me grief over it on Monday, I'll quit. Depending on the severity of said grief.
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Guard Derick's meat for him, I fear your mother will try to trash it due to claims it smells odd.
Det Som Engang Var
Viking Bastard
Sorry I can't make it Cara, should be a blast though!
Isn't it kind of a comforting feeling when you're so fed up with a job you don't care if they dissaprove of refusing to come in?
Isn't it kind of a comforting feeling when you're so fed up with a job you don't care if they dissaprove of refusing to come in?
Super Mahrio
Deeply Horrible Person
Lunar Still
Doodle drawrer
Dead Winter
STAHP
I just spent an entire day being dragged around Venice for the umpteenth time by yet another relative coming to visit. I fucking hate that place.
It has done one thing for me, besides the whole enlightenment of the history of the cultural epicenter of the universe and all that. I am getting pretty good at "spot the American college student"...even without looking for white socks and a baseball cap! I was like 18 for 18 today. American tourists are usually easy to spot because they're either completely scared frozen because they're not in their comfort zone or they're completely obnoxious and loud...but it's starting to become more subtle, at least the males are. The ones who stick out the most out of everyone are the American high school/college girls between the ages of 16 and 25.
Physically speaking, the college girls all tend to wear the same outfit: short blue jean shorts and a tank top shirt, hair back in a ponytail or up in some fashion, decently tanned legs and somewhat quiet with that deer-in-the-headlights look. Almost impossible to talk to due to their shyness unless they find out you're from the US and/or you ply them with alcohol. Then you can't get them to shut up.
The high school girls, estimating sophomore to seniors in high school...you can hear them before you see them. Usually quite attractive because unless they're on some school trip, they're probably there with Mom and Dad who pamper her in any case. This is just my deduction, but due to the fact that girls around this age are usually showered with attention from high school guys who are so hormonally overcharged that they'll listen to anything to get in their pants, they're probably used to being able to say anything at any volume and know that people will listen and become interested. Here, you can almost hear everyone else rolling their eyes as they pass by, whether they be other Americans, Germans, Brits, Italians, Spaniards, etc. This type of creature is the most annoying and conjures up fantasies of walking by her and seeing her head explode by a sniper perched atop one of the many buildings.
As far as the guys go, you can usually tell they're American but only due to the way they carry themselves...most of the time they're a pleasure to be around. There was one guy today, though. Had on a Kent State t-shirt...complete douchebag. In the middle of Piazza San Marco in Venice next to the palace...one of the most beautiful views in the world...this guy is listening to his headphones and singing to himself and doing a little dance like he's at a fucking nightclub or just scored a fucking touchdown or something. He was pretty much the JAGAHBOMBS guy...it was surreal, like life imitating art imitating life.
Strangely (or maybe not), I've never once seen a black American, male or female, anywhere in Europe who wasn't in the military or something as such.
The absolute funniest caricature of the day was a couple who HAD to have been English. Guy: Older, tall, short gray shorts and shirt, brown socks hiked up about 6 inches, black shoes. Woman: Older, red and white flowery dress with a big fucking straw hat with a flower on it.
My grandfather who had been dragging me around Venice all day and who is also 80 years old pointed them out to me. Never seen an 80 year old with such stamina...after walking around for about 4 hours, we decided it was time to head back. Well, from Accademia to the station is at least another half an hour by foot and I suggested we take the boat bus because, well, it's Venice and it's a giant city in the water. Oh no, we can do it, let's walk. I purposefully got us lost on the way back for some serious payback. He started feeling tired around 5 in the evening under the hot sun FINALLY. I wanted to say, "Look, I know you've got two doctorates, are wealthy, and were the Dean of several universities, BUT I FUCKING LIVE HERE AND YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO ME. Yeah, that's my family. A bunch of fucking masochists.
All in all, a good day, but I hope no more relatives come for a visit for a long time. Luckily he's travelling Italy alone for the next two weeks.
It has done one thing for me, besides the whole enlightenment of the history of the cultural epicenter of the universe and all that. I am getting pretty good at "spot the American college student"...even without looking for white socks and a baseball cap! I was like 18 for 18 today. American tourists are usually easy to spot because they're either completely scared frozen because they're not in their comfort zone or they're completely obnoxious and loud...but it's starting to become more subtle, at least the males are. The ones who stick out the most out of everyone are the American high school/college girls between the ages of 16 and 25.
Physically speaking, the college girls all tend to wear the same outfit: short blue jean shorts and a tank top shirt, hair back in a ponytail or up in some fashion, decently tanned legs and somewhat quiet with that deer-in-the-headlights look. Almost impossible to talk to due to their shyness unless they find out you're from the US and/or you ply them with alcohol. Then you can't get them to shut up.
The high school girls, estimating sophomore to seniors in high school...you can hear them before you see them. Usually quite attractive because unless they're on some school trip, they're probably there with Mom and Dad who pamper her in any case. This is just my deduction, but due to the fact that girls around this age are usually showered with attention from high school guys who are so hormonally overcharged that they'll listen to anything to get in their pants, they're probably used to being able to say anything at any volume and know that people will listen and become interested. Here, you can almost hear everyone else rolling their eyes as they pass by, whether they be other Americans, Germans, Brits, Italians, Spaniards, etc. This type of creature is the most annoying and conjures up fantasies of walking by her and seeing her head explode by a sniper perched atop one of the many buildings.
As far as the guys go, you can usually tell they're American but only due to the way they carry themselves...most of the time they're a pleasure to be around. There was one guy today, though. Had on a Kent State t-shirt...complete douchebag. In the middle of Piazza San Marco in Venice next to the palace...one of the most beautiful views in the world...this guy is listening to his headphones and singing to himself and doing a little dance like he's at a fucking nightclub or just scored a fucking touchdown or something. He was pretty much the JAGAHBOMBS guy...it was surreal, like life imitating art imitating life.
Strangely (or maybe not), I've never once seen a black American, male or female, anywhere in Europe who wasn't in the military or something as such.
The absolute funniest caricature of the day was a couple who HAD to have been English. Guy: Older, tall, short gray shorts and shirt, brown socks hiked up about 6 inches, black shoes. Woman: Older, red and white flowery dress with a big fucking straw hat with a flower on it.
My grandfather who had been dragging me around Venice all day and who is also 80 years old pointed them out to me. Never seen an 80 year old with such stamina...after walking around for about 4 hours, we decided it was time to head back. Well, from Accademia to the station is at least another half an hour by foot and I suggested we take the boat bus because, well, it's Venice and it's a giant city in the water. Oh no, we can do it, let's walk. I purposefully got us lost on the way back for some serious payback. He started feeling tired around 5 in the evening under the hot sun FINALLY. I wanted to say, "Look, I know you've got two doctorates, are wealthy, and were the Dean of several universities, BUT I FUCKING LIVE HERE AND YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO ME. Yeah, that's my family. A bunch of fucking masochists.
All in all, a good day, but I hope no more relatives come for a visit for a long time. Luckily he's travelling Italy alone for the next two weeks.
WhiteBeastofWotan
Apostitutes!
Will Bozarth
Everlasting Godstopper
christ, man. people like me use their phone to go on the board. if i wanted to read a novel, id get some dr. seuss
WhiteBeastofWotan
Apostitutes!
Dead Winter
STAHP
It wasn't just a post, it was more like a synopsis of my day for those who may find it interesting. If it's not, just tl;dr it.
WhiteBeastofWotan
Apostitutes!
It wasn't a post, it was a soliloquy!
Dude, DW, you should go back and rewrite, try to get it to rhyme and use Shakespearean English.
Dude, DW, you should go back and rewrite, try to get it to rhyme and use Shakespearean English.
Dead Winter
STAHP
Nah I'd suck at it. Symbolism isn't really my thing...let's get Derek to do it...he's really good at that stuff.
Will Bozarth
Everlasting Godstopper
Cat5Messiah
Violator of Sheep
I read it and it was good. Not to mention that it was very, very true.
I'm tired of this place.
I'm tired of this place.
Will Bozarth
Everlasting Godstopper
Kvlt Wench
sews no mercy
