December 2009
Fireworks
“What’s the day?” “Whats you doing?” “How’s your food?” “How’s that song?” Man it passes right by me it’s behind me, now it’s gone I can’t lift you up cause my mind is tired, it’s family beaches that I desire That sacred night where we watched the fireworks They frightened the babies and you know...
“Of course dude we all like u even tho u yell out random things in an agressive...”
– Jordan James, downstairs neighbor, occasional domino-playing partner, speaking for the Hope St crew
My two types of NYU pal
Pal 1: “Hey we’re going to such and such bar tonight, you wanna come?”
Me: “Nah, I can’t, I have no money.”
Pal 1: “You sure? It’s like $4 drinks..”
Me: “NO. MONEY.”
Pal 1: (looks at me as if I’m speaking Farsi)
Pal 2: “Hey we’re going to such and such bar tonight, you wanna come?”
Me: “Nah, I...
