September 29th, 2006
|01:24 am - today|
today i saw 2 really funny plays, 2 mediocre plays, and 2 crap plays. then i met a really cute girl named lolli (oh jk, lauri says her name is spelled lale. still pronounced like lollipop though, which is the main thing) whom lauri knows. i also coinstarred $25 worth of change and went to 3 seperate stores looking for an airbed patch kit before i gave up and bought a waterbed patch kit instead, so hopefully that works. i bought lunch at a trailer in a gas station parking lot, because i exude class. apparently tomorrow they will be selling goat tacos. true story!
np: thrice - identity crisis - 08 - a torch to end all torches
|Date:||September 29th, 2006 03:49 pm (UTC)|| |
I asked the cute little Jamaican security guard at my work what they eat in Jamaica, and he said "goat!" and then the next day he brought me some curried goat, and I ate it and it was really good.
So yay goat!
i wish i was from somewhere exotic and could make up crazy customs to tell people. "what do they eat in danistan?" "golf balls"
Since you're from the East Coast you could at least mention funnel cakes or scrapple then sound mysterious and exotic about them.
I would have trouble eating goat. I think they look so funny and do quirky things so how could you eat one?
except i have never met any scrapple in person. says wiki: "Scrapple is strongly associated with Philadelphia and neighboring eastern Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Maryland and Delaware."
goats are bitey jerks.
i didn't know what scrapple was and it sounded cute and fruity, like snapple, but alas it is icky and gross like meat.
not even like meat - it's icky and gross like some weird compressed meat sludge byproduct.
|Date:||September 30th, 2006 05:14 am (UTC)|| |
West coasters know what a funnel cake is. We *do* have state fairs, you know.
I know what scrapple is by way of having a lot of Pennsylvanian friends. *shudder*