Jun 15, 2005 23:47
Dear Rainer Maria,
You are awesome. What a fun show. And I love the new material you are playing.
But would you please hurry up and record your album so that I can see you at a show where you are headlining, instead of these ones where I only go to see you, but have to pay more money for tickets because apparently these hardcore bands I have absolutely no interest in hearing are popular with some people (although tonight wasn't a hardcore band, but how was I supposed to know that? They don't have much of an internet presence, and when your past 2 shows have been opening for hardcore bands, you kinda wonder)? Because that'd be swell.
And your new shirts? Holy awesome cute. Love them. Wish I'd bought both, instead of just one.
Much love always,
emiline
p.s. William, you are so very nice. And seriously, thank you.
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Dear stupid boy in the plaid shirt standing in front of me at the show,
Seriously, dude? If you don't like the band, and you need to fart, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE TO DO SO! I really don't need your stank in my nostrils.
Fucker.
emiline "i wanna kick your ass, but it STINKS!" p.
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Dear self,
You need to go to bed right now. So that tomorrow you can also go to bed at a reasonable time, so that you can get up nice and early on Friday to ensure you are able to commute to work on time to make it to your interview for the job you really want. And stop thinking about the cat your mom told you about, the one who looks like Fred, who just so happens to be the cutest and best cat in the world! Go to sleep!
Love,
me
music,
postcards