dirty

friday night dancing at skylark with your girl. five different guys (which happen to be brothas) tryin' to get up on yo shit and grabbin' yo ass. makin' you come home feelin dirty.

and not in the good way.

austin street

there's hope yet

new spots

craigslist ad:
"Queer couple and our doggie are looking for one more human housemate for our great TriBeSa* apartment.
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*Some call this neighborhood "Duboce Triangle," some call it the "Lower Haight," we call it "TriBeSa," the Triangle Behind Safeway."






watch out nyc! sf is catching up to your ass with equally ridiculous names!**
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**it really helps though. i know exactly where this spot is.

crack bitch

quit persisting to ask for shorts when told "no" and then proceed to reach into my homie's pocket to jack his cigarettes. i might have to dropkick you.

talk is good

keep it real and no one gets (too) hurt.

surprise!!

just when you think you know everything and there's nothing left to figure out, to sort, to think about, a surprise gets thrown in your resolved face. it's always when you least expect it. watch out, kids. one's probably coming your way and it's gonna punch you in the nostrils.

cold season

the sickness is ferociously going around town. around and around. saw a congested homeless man in the TL blow his nose into his "white" t-shirt and nurse his cold with a budweiser.

wash your hands. often.