"Screw it lets not watch anything."

We had tried to catch a movie, but the three-d glasses give me a headache.

"Somewhere around there's a foundry." "Yeah it's right behind Tina's Deli." "They had a posting on craigslist." "Go there and ask." "I can't." "Come on you got to get over those scars."

I had thought I were a sculptor, but then had an accident. Now I feel like everything is bound to fall and shatter at my touch, matter is repulsed by me.

"Then I'll go" exclaims my uncle.

"Yeah, get a job there." "No I'll get you the job." "I can't man, I just can't."

We drive along the seventyeight go to the West Buffet in Carlsbad, have sushi dumplings chicken puddings and kiwi.

"It's better than working at a sandwich shop" he continues.

I had told him that I was intent on turning in an application to the subway.

So it begins, I'm gaining the strength, and soon might have the confidence needed to get hired. I'll try the Green Thumb Nursery tomorrow, they do their hiring at the new year, so I'll let them know I'm still interested.

I'd do good with cacti.

Mid-summer I was there when they uncovered a snake within the pottery, bunch of girls screamed and bunch of guys scrammed over there, I thought it'd be a good time to pocket something.

I'm always thinking about the good times to steal.

Perhaps if I were to think about good times to give, I'd get a chance.