Yesterday was a day of days my friends. I went to the production meeting which of course was just a production meeting though I felt important for being there. Even if I did get there late, which wasn't my fault I might add. I will also add that I am very rarely EVER late. I think yesterday was probably the second time I can remember being late for a call. The first one was when I didn't really know the boy yet and he was my boss. That was funny. My roomate that they stuck me with for the last two weeks of the job turned off the power strip in our room and it shut m alarm off. Yesterday happened because I was waiting for a call from the assistant to confirm the time and place. But it didn't really matter all that much because it was a pretty chill meeting and I didn't end up saying much of anything, the boss did all the talking really.
Got out around nooner and made my way to the subway when my eye caught the H&M that I hadn't been in yet. The one on 34th and 7th I think it is? Anyway, I went in and by some miracle, I walked out with a pair of jeans and a red and black striped sweater. You see, Im the type of shopper who always suffers from major buyers guilt even if it is a small thing. So I usually walk around with a ton of clothes I love and then I end up putting it all back and walking away empty handed. Not this time, I just forced myself to get up there and buy buy buy!
When I finally got back to the apartment, the boy and I decided it was pajama day for the rest of the day. And so it was.
So Ive been reading this book lately called American Skin by Don De Grazia. Its really a great little novel and Im sorry to say that its taught me something that I was apparently very ignorant about which is weird because Ive had some "skinhead" friends that I thought maybe just dressed the part but didnt act the part. I was completely unaware that a real skinhead is completey ANTI racist and I feel like a douche for not knowing that prior to reading this book. I like to consider myself pretty hip to some of the ways of the world but this one completely flew over my head in my 25 year long life. At first when I started to read it in the book I thought maybe it was just something fictional the author came up with. Then I started doing searches on the net. If you search for skinhead in a search engine you're going to get titles like "Gay Skinheads" and "Los Skinheads". There's one place called skinhead.net that is a wealth of different people of all ethnicities. I find this extrememly fascinating and wonderful. I had no idea that skinheads came from a mixture of the mods and the rude boys.
Anyway, if you're curious about it, I suggest you look it up. It reminds me of when I started studying up on paganism and all the misconceptions people have of witches. Though that has been gradually changing these days. Thankfully I wasn't totally alone cause it turns out the boy wasn't completely aware of this skinhead fact either.
It's amazing what you can learn when you just take a minute to look something up. Now Im curious to know how many other bajillions of misconceptions I have floating around in my head. Arent you?
Got out around nooner and made my way to the subway when my eye caught the H&M that I hadn't been in yet. The one on 34th and 7th I think it is? Anyway, I went in and by some miracle, I walked out with a pair of jeans and a red and black striped sweater. You see, Im the type of shopper who always suffers from major buyers guilt even if it is a small thing. So I usually walk around with a ton of clothes I love and then I end up putting it all back and walking away empty handed. Not this time, I just forced myself to get up there and buy buy buy!
When I finally got back to the apartment, the boy and I decided it was pajama day for the rest of the day. And so it was.
So Ive been reading this book lately called American Skin by Don De Grazia. Its really a great little novel and Im sorry to say that its taught me something that I was apparently very ignorant about which is weird because Ive had some "skinhead" friends that I thought maybe just dressed the part but didnt act the part. I was completely unaware that a real skinhead is completey ANTI racist and I feel like a douche for not knowing that prior to reading this book. I like to consider myself pretty hip to some of the ways of the world but this one completely flew over my head in my 25 year long life. At first when I started to read it in the book I thought maybe it was just something fictional the author came up with. Then I started doing searches on the net. If you search for skinhead in a search engine you're going to get titles like "Gay Skinheads" and "Los Skinheads". There's one place called skinhead.net that is a wealth of different people of all ethnicities. I find this extrememly fascinating and wonderful. I had no idea that skinheads came from a mixture of the mods and the rude boys.
Anyway, if you're curious about it, I suggest you look it up. It reminds me of when I started studying up on paganism and all the misconceptions people have of witches. Though that has been gradually changing these days. Thankfully I wasn't totally alone cause it turns out the boy wasn't completely aware of this skinhead fact either.
It's amazing what you can learn when you just take a minute to look something up. Now Im curious to know how many other bajillions of misconceptions I have floating around in my head. Arent you?
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