This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations

Monday, August 02, 2004

Just scored a sweet deal of this herion addicted bum. He was selling
bottles of wine for ten bones. He had a bottle bag filled with dirty
emptys. Reaches in and sells me a botle of wine. The dirty old man
kitchen dude wants my balls. He keep winking at me and smiling. Puke.
I was stalked yesterday by these 2 50 year old queers. I was wearing
some board shorts and my ass was hanging out a bit.
They kept calling me a tease and shit. I was with a bunch of chicks from
my hostel, does that make me look more gay?
I haven't shaved once since I have been here. I think I should today.
I want to goto the interior of bc and live there.
I'm really content here, I don't know what it is about this city? Could
it be cause I am living in a hostel with no job. If I moved here I would
have to work. I already have been offered a job DT Van. I would love
to do it. Fuck living back home. Fuck working or going to school there.
I am sure that this is the place for me. It sucks cause all the friends
I have met here are all travelers. They all come and go, its kinda sad
in a strange way.
I'm suppost to put change in the meter. But I fucking lost my toonie.
And there is only 2 mins left. Fuck. The trafic cops are nazi out here.
The right the ticket while there is still time on the meter so the don't
have 2 waste ne time.
Fuckers

killed softly at 8/02/2004 10:05:00 PM

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