Apr 14, 2006 11:30
So Daniel Fucking Gomez definitely saw Taking Back Sunday for the first time last night.
Bad fucking ass.
I can't stop using that word as an adjective.
Me, my bottle of SoCo, and my closest friends all together in one building listening to a band that brought us all together. It was fucking incredible. The only people missing were Rachel, Angel, Bucci, and Jake...but I still enjoyed it.
TBS memories:
Brandon - burning me the cd for the first time summer of my freshman year
Patrick - driving me from Barnes and Noble to the mall in Clarksville listening to Ghost Man on Third
Nan - Taking turns singing Cute without the E
There's more but right now I'm hungover and at work.
Great night last night, OH and I also tackled Caleb and have the biggest bruise and scrape in the world on my kneee, and I embarassed myself at I Hop, and I made friends with the ghetto people in the booth behind us, and Caleb got a free bag of weed from them, and I saw Danielle Bunker...god damn all I can say...and I also saw some Germantown girls.
I think that's the end.
xoxo