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i downloaded the DtB show i was too fucked up to see saturday night.
it was good. i guess ill have to see them when theyre at the square.
it will be attempt 4 to see this band, how sad is that? i even paid for the last time.
damn drugs
::shakes fist::
let me just say, hula hooping is life. and a good one at that. keeps me busy
active
outside in the sun.
[[yeah, exactly what redheads need... sun]]
yesterday was very relazing. i rented date movie, donnie darko, and the mothman prophecies and carly came over to watch them with me. it was the best rainy day in a while.
i really miss my lover. i know i keep saying this, but its hard to be so close and feel so very far away. i think the distance between rochester and buffalo can feel larger, at times, then the distance between new york and california; quite the bummer for this lonely girl.
All ive been thinking since this weekend is how much i just wanted someone to dance with. i spent my weekend at the great blue and then i went to see dickey betts at artpark on tuesday. both were amazing amazing shows and i just wished i could be in his arms for them. music is love.
::sigh:: i know working at the artvoice is an awesome opportunity and i really dont hate it, but i dont feel committed enough to it. i feel like i slack so bad and i know it wouldnt be nearly as bad if i had a car and i didnt have to get the guilt feeling of dragging people around with me to the things im supposed to do. like, i was supposed to go down to the potluck dinner at nickel city yesterday and i didnt because i didnt want ot ask anyone for a ride. i fucking hate feeling like a ride moocher! fuck, man. everyone says get your license. yeah, no shit. if it were free i totally would. i would have 3 years ago. but, for those of you out of date, my parents suck. they wouldnt pay for it when i was 16 and they still wont pay for it now because i am an adult. its really just bullshit, in my opinion. it shouldnt cost almost $100 to get your damn license.
rant
end.
it was good. i guess ill have to see them when theyre at the square.
it will be attempt 4 to see this band, how sad is that? i even paid for the last time.
damn drugs
::shakes fist::
let me just say, hula hooping is life. and a good one at that. keeps me busy
active
outside in the sun.
[[yeah, exactly what redheads need... sun]]
yesterday was very relazing. i rented date movie, donnie darko, and the mothman prophecies and carly came over to watch them with me. it was the best rainy day in a while.
i really miss my lover. i know i keep saying this, but its hard to be so close and feel so very far away. i think the distance between rochester and buffalo can feel larger, at times, then the distance between new york and california; quite the bummer for this lonely girl.
All ive been thinking since this weekend is how much i just wanted someone to dance with. i spent my weekend at the great blue and then i went to see dickey betts at artpark on tuesday. both were amazing amazing shows and i just wished i could be in his arms for them. music is love.
::sigh:: i know working at the artvoice is an awesome opportunity and i really dont hate it, but i dont feel committed enough to it. i feel like i slack so bad and i know it wouldnt be nearly as bad if i had a car and i didnt have to get the guilt feeling of dragging people around with me to the things im supposed to do. like, i was supposed to go down to the potluck dinner at nickel city yesterday and i didnt because i didnt want ot ask anyone for a ride. i fucking hate feeling like a ride moocher! fuck, man. everyone says get your license. yeah, no shit. if it were free i totally would. i would have 3 years ago. but, for those of you out of date, my parents suck. they wouldnt pay for it when i was 16 and they still wont pay for it now because i am an adult. its really just bullshit, in my opinion. it shouldnt cost almost $100 to get your damn license.
rant
end.