hello all,
hope you all had a good week. so this will be the last song i send out until i return and get resituated with Califly. i was walking along herengracht yesterday, listening to my ipod and i felt so dated, so prehistoric. here's another thing, i feel myself gravitating towards electro, electro indie, or whatever. i don't think i'm that gay yet, but i guess i do feel a little more "european."
... i'm starting to laugh at corny knock-knock jokes and i'm starting to gravitate towards women that find me and my persona absolutely repulsive (no, it IS different back home). this girl that i've been hanging out with called me a modern day charles bukowski, which was the first book i brought along with me on this trip. either way, she gave me a big ol' chunk of hash as a parting gift...not sure if it was for me to remember or forget her by; both options always comes so easy and natural for me. my trip is winding down to a close and i'm stoked to return. i had a big, grandiose plan to ride a motorcycle across india but learned that it'll be monsoon season at the time, so that ain't happening. i've had enough of blake in amsterdam and i'm ready to just throw her into keizersgracht, or fight her to the death in the middle of liezeplein but first make her feel gezzelig before i'm like "tot ziens!" and throw her in front of the lovers canal cruise like some bitterballs into the deep fryer and make her feel like she's just an object frozen in the walls of albert hein's imagination (and i don't mean parmaham). you know what i'm talking about, guys.
so, for those interested in how i'm going to be spending the rest of my time here, it's going to be:
- traveling throughout the rest of holland - the beach, the small villages, the modern architecture of rotterdam, the physical prowess of jean claude van damme
- eating at the best sandwich shop in amsterdam every day for lunch (they have over 40 types, the best sandwich shop i've ever come across) i think blake's been going there everyday for a month straight, but has made no progress..she can't off the italiano and i'm about to look at her as if she's princess toadstool.
- drinking small, jr. pints of beer. i think i'm going to buy a 20 pack of heineken (which tastes gross in the states, but yummy in the dam), wake up, drink it, and see where it takes me. i have yet to do one of those, "chill outside on a balcony and drink beers until the sun rises with just friends" type things yet
- bypass starting, finishing or continuing things with insignificant people i've met here and really just hang with my close friends and learn as much from them as i can before i utilize those tools to afford myself a bigger balcony.
- i haven't touched the petal of a tulip yet, so i'll go do that. preferably on the ink of a whore's tailbone.
- go to a hip hop, funk, soul joint (tonight hopefully)
- miss out on the catpower concert (damn you blake) if i went with blake i could just tout, "ha. she's lame, all tortured and stupid with her emotions" if i went by myself i'd just cry at how strikingly similar our emotional quotients are.
- eat more aged gouda, chips n peanut sauce, raw herring sandwiches
- drink every last bit of shitty coffee so that i won't come back permafag for loving tea so much more than coffee.
- smoke weed and spread the gospel of hip hop and indie rock.
my time here's finite and i've got a hershey's bar of hash to smoke. so with that, all i have to say is..."doooooooooooooooooode!!!!!"
peace ya'll,
-- sonnyred
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