Aug 24, 2005 01:15
1 hour of kickass.
I came this close <-> to drinks with Tommy Lee tonight THIS <-> CLOSE!!
I've given up explaining this infatuation. I can't even find logic in it myself.
Within minutes of the possibility of drinks, (at this point it seemed certain) I found out I might also get to go to Pop Montreal. Come on legs. 6 weeks to walk.
I then got to hang out with Greig, which I haven't done in what feels like a decade, and could quite possibly be a decade. Ok maybe more like a year or two. Possibly three.
And then things started to slip. The Minus the Bear listening party was nonsense and a waste of time, and now it's late and I have to get up in a a couple hours to sit on the go bus. and there is a dead mouse on my floor. he'll be staying there til morning at least, probably more likely tomorrow night. I haven't yet figured out how to get rid of him, without actually having to sit down on the floor beside him and spend time with his dead self. not something i'm interested in. instead I will wish him sweet dreams and that will be that.