It was a nice sunset, but now it's dead.I went into the city today with the intention of maybe getting a small art piece. It turns out that if you walk into a store to buy art, that means it's 10,000 dollars. Now back home that number is explicitly reserved for hyperboles. None of that here though. Jeez a loo, ten thousand bucks. Where am I gonna get that kinda money? I really want the picture, but... ah, oh well. In related news, I'm thinking of becoming a day trader as my day job.
You should become a day traitor, like me. I worship the night. I am the night. I M.Night Shyamalan. Shyamamalam........
ReplyDeleteThis is what happens when you forget what a friend looks like.