Had a dream I became famous for writing, but I had no idea why. Me and Patrick were on a stage, staring at a mass of teenage girls. We laid on the floor with blankets and ignored the frantic crowds. Eventually a girl came up and gave us microphones and told me to kick off the proceedings. I stood silently until I woke up ( Read more... )

Vowels are tyrants

I am 21. Tomorrow there will be a party. Hooray.

Seattle is nice, even if not seeing the Buzzcocks is lame. At 2am on Saturday me and mad homies went to this party by Boeing Field. It took place in the back of a factory and a marching band called the Infernal Noise Brigade played their last show (it was rad). It was like Chutes and Ladders except Chutes were Drugs and Ladders were Loud Noises ( Read more... )