I don't remember.

There are large portions of my lost

my life

lost to drugs :laughing:

I could have.

It's on Netflix. Really a must-see for anyone into the '60s. John Hamm plays the lead.

well I know what I'm doing this weekend. thanks for the tip. :)

All right, let me know what you think of it.

had one of my worse commutes today. Basically had to fend off some tweaker who thought I was an underaged prostitute at the bus stop. Got away, caught my bus, transferred to my train and there's the mother****er again. Dude grabs my dick, says he wants to make sure I'm "...not a Dick-Lady" and then runs off. Entire train appears to think I'm a prostitute. Dude sitting behind me leans over and smells my hair. Then, he combs his fingers through it. WTF? Jesus ****ing christ dude, ****ing creepers today. Everywhere. Creepers.

You need to get out of San Francisco.

idk dude, I think there's just something about me that attracts crazy ****ing people. I've known plenty of people who have lived here longer than I have and never dealt with any of the things I have.

Cut your hair and start wearing polo shirts. Yoo be a'ight.

Not worth it.

When some guy wearing a thong outside his pants hurls semen in your hair, I think you'll change your tune.