I believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there’s any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt. – Celine (Julie Delpy)
If I help you move I feel the entire time I deserve the right to sass (Yes, the entire time. I’m moving things. For F.R.E.E.)
How did I end up here? Again! Not again!!!! Every time I say ‘ never again’ just say no. But they get you off guard each and every single fucking time. You want to say no but you give in so somehow you don’t look like a jerk. It’s friendship extortion!!
In exchange for my free labour? Crappy pizza and piss poor beer!! And I have a rule – no fucking discount beer. If your going to use my body in (a non sexy way) then it’s got to be real. [No,] I don’t care if that makes me seem like an asshole. That’s YOUR shit we’re moving. It does not belong to me. I don’t care if some rando strangers steal your things from the lobby.
By the way this is Toronto, not downtown Compton.
And another thing like don’t start setting up shit like we’re your peons. Bitch please. It’s not my stuff. So get yo shit together and move stuff while we’re burning sunlight.
/ end of sassy gay rant
Jimmy: I just know how to point at people and say “fuck me” and The older I get the less effective it becomes.
Jeff: I take inspiration from Miss Monroe. If you can make a boy laugh you can make him do anything.
Jeff: Fine. Don’t believe me. Two lawyers this weekend. Check and mate.
My road to redemption that I had imagined to be so long and immensely painful was just that – imagined. My friendships are stronger then I had ever imagined. The forgiveness I have received will not be forgotten.
Walking backward from my road to Hell, I found a shiny yellow brick road. The barriers only existed in my mind. The balance and the harmony that I strive to return to is right in front of me. It all begins with a single step and a Mind Without Fear.
So I’m walking around aimlessly. Stoned of course. So I get a slice of pizza (not for the pizza pizza itself but for the wifi.) Wrote a bad joke about Robin Williams —
Dying after Robin Williams is kinda a tough act to follow.
Got a slushie. Was invited by a dude on scruff to the vapor lounge. On Scuff [ Notation for straights / those without HBO – it’s a gay hook up app]
So dude points at my shirt. And asks ‘Who’s Rancid’. I kept it kool. For TWO seconds. I’m like WTF -You don’t know who Tim fucking Armstrong is? I had get up and leave on principle alone.
AND THAT’s what keeping it punk means to me.
A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved -Kurt Vonnegut
Jeff: Need a smigeroonie of a favour. I need to borrow 10 bucks.
Elisa: Bitch you haven’t spoken to me in 8 months.
Jeff: Just answer the question.
* 5 minutes later*
Jeff: Ok. Smig more favour. I need your help swindling this vender dude from 30 to 20 bucks for this Tshirt. Yes I still need the original ten. Yeah I know I’m pushing it.
Embracing Storm. He cannot hide from the rising tide approaching. The glare of the sun prevents him from viewing the event horizon at its full opacity. The longest night still approaches. More hurried then before. He stands. Backwards. Letting the tide approach him. At it’s own pace. It’s own syncopation. He awaits the wavefront.
If only time would stand still. Even if it was just that one moment to be relived over and over again. With you.
I can only dream.