strangers

its snowing. i cant drive.
but thats okay because
i have stories.
numero uno bitches
so. i was stranded in crawford. at 10 at night. no way home.my house is twenty minutes away by car at least .
the earth is like a frozen tundra.
and it's blizzarding. but i like to walk. generally and i had a agreat outfit on and i didn't feel like it was getting proper exposure in the places i had taken it that day. so i decided i would walk and show that little number off to the mission fools.
many of whom think uggs are proper winter foot wear and generally from what ive seen up there the outfits are very standard or below standard. occasionally offensive with affliction and ed hardy. but actually form that area i noticed several below par outfits. like for example. hockey guys wearing tracksuits on day when you just know they dont actually have hockey.
pairing that with affliction shirts.
makes me sick.
anyways after about an hour of walking and at least an hour and a half ahead of me i realized i couldnt feel my toes.
and then i was no longer enjoying myself.  although i was greatful for the chance to show those people basic fashion.
i was done with my charity. i was cold anyways all of sudden this car pulls up beside me and this guy offers to give me a ride.
i looked into the car. he was clearly drunk as shit driving and drinking beer in a snow fall.
the whole situation had a danger element to it. given that it was now 11ish on a thursday. anyway after about about three seconds of considering i came to the conclusion i love danger. so the only option i had was to get into that car. but i didnt want to die. anyways he offers me a cigarette and i did the only logical thing i could think of and asked if i could drive. dude looks at me. cracks open another beer gives it to me  and slides into the passenger seat.
whoever said dont get into cars with strangers is retarded. all you do is smoke and drink the only unejoyable part of that ride was being hit on by a drunk guy who introduced himself eight times.
just dont be stupid. dont get dropped off right at your house. make sure you do the driving.
and keep in mind beer is serious empty calories.


story number two.
i am firm believer that the quality of your day comes from the quality of your outfit.
and i was having another good day on both accounts
anyways i was walking home from the bus after seeing the new harry potter.... which by the way emma watson looks really good. but harry grew up to be a midget. it's weird and distracting. but otherwise its quality
and i stumbled across the coolest place. 
umm so it was like 1 am and i was walking by this store after picking up a fresca from seven eleven 
and there were these guys standing outside. they invited me to come blaze with them. 
once again. 
i can't say no to trouble. because whenever i do i just regret it. 
so i walk over and the guys invite me inside. 
inside they set up a bar at the cash desk.
and the leader of the group leads me to another door. and behind this door the store disappears entirely and theres a skate ramp with a lounging area. it's a mystery how this got there or how long its been there but it was awesome. just rooms of unique mysterious guys with skinny jeans vintage coats and bright colours.
it was so chic.
so factory.
so mysterious.
i was completely enchanted. the guys taught me how to roll another joint and i stayed for another hour.
that night i was inspired.
now i just want to dress fashionably.
take the bus everywhere
walk.
and take any opportunity offered too me.
oh and  i have decided to take up smoking. but only prime times or those slim ones that look so chic. .
let my experience be a lesson to you.
don't be scared of strangers.
but dont be stupid with strangers.