you're in my web now. i've come, to wrap you up tight till it's time to bite down..
my thoughts on the finch concert: rx bandits is to music what thai food is to my mouth....i love both so much it makes me wanna pee!! a static lullaby- they kind of suck. really. i hate it when bands give off the image that they're so hard by their sound, or on their albums/shirts it's blood spots and cursive writing. then when they're on stage the lead singer or screamer is hopping around stage like a fairie that just earned it's wings. they blew almost as bad as the kinison. but FINCH, oh man. i wasn't expecting them to put on as good as a show as they did. they played most of the songs from the new album, which i don't mind since the new album surpasses their first one to no end. i have to admit though, there was some envy when i saw their lead singer, who is about 23 and my build. i hate seeing people my age more successful or content with themselves like that. who woulda thought that attempting to become an improv comedian would leave you at 23 with no money or girls to show for it. hmm- oh well finch still owns in my book.
jess and i got some frozen custard after our thai extravaganza. there was a young fatty in back of us while in line that resembled agusta from 'chocolate factory'(you can choose the version you'd prefer). he was soooo fucking obnoxious and began singing the theme to the fresh prince, but fucking up the lyrics and eventually getting that goddamm song in my head. his white whale of a beast mother was with him laughing away at her cute little son, tickling him and making a fattidy jiggle more along with his high pitch laughter. nothing would have pleased me more than seeing a rotwiller gnawl both of their jugulars while i enjoy a nice chocolate/vanilla twist with my good friend jess.
soooo...this may sound strange but, i was actually in a good mood today. it would be swell if someone i know would figure things out, but i'm definatly not going to be dwelling on it. is it me, or am i not a magnet for drama?
jess and i got some frozen custard after our thai extravaganza. there was a young fatty in back of us while in line that resembled agusta from 'chocolate factory'(you can choose the version you'd prefer). he was soooo fucking obnoxious and began singing the theme to the fresh prince, but fucking up the lyrics and eventually getting that goddamm song in my head. his white whale of a beast mother was with him laughing away at her cute little son, tickling him and making a fattidy jiggle more along with his high pitch laughter. nothing would have pleased me more than seeing a rotwiller gnawl both of their jugulars while i enjoy a nice chocolate/vanilla twist with my good friend jess.
soooo...this may sound strange but, i was actually in a good mood today. it would be swell if someone i know would figure things out, but i'm definatly not going to be dwelling on it. is it me, or am i not a magnet for drama?