Marriage is doom and life is overrated.
I'm not sure why the title says what it says, I wrote it, but I'm not sure why I wrote it. It was a response to some bulletin on myspace, meh, like it matters.
The show at Numbers Saturday was interesting. Abasia rocked, again. The Hunger was...let's see, childish. It was something I would've gladly jammed in 8th grade. So I left during their fourth song, I believe. I didn't get to catch up with Kris after the show, so naturally I had to take Jager shots for the both of us! Not really, I only had one beer the whole time, and it was because I was thirsty.
So now this "Rita" bitch is brewing in the gulf and is supposed to smack us around a tad this weekend. As long as it's not disastrous, bring that shit on! I'm ready for a good storm. I'll fucking sit out on my balcony, drink Newcastle, and laugh! Who's with me?
Now by now you (whoever you are, if anyone ever reads this) have probably realized that I'm in a weird, cynical mood today. Yesterday kicked it off. For some reason, it was just a really stupid day, and today has been too. I think this whole week is going to suck some scrotum.
HAIL SATAN! Or...whatever it is you guys do, later.
Edit: I forgot! We saw like a domestic dispute or something when we were walking back to my car. Cop was there and everything, some little slut was yelling at this dude, it was comical. Also, while we were leaving, a guy pushed me out the door. I turned around to see if there was something crazy happening, otherwise I was ready to break someone's jaw. But the guy was just so drunk/high/stupid, he could barely keep his eyes open. I hope he drove into a brick wall and ended his life.
The show at Numbers Saturday was interesting. Abasia rocked, again. The Hunger was...let's see, childish. It was something I would've gladly jammed in 8th grade. So I left during their fourth song, I believe. I didn't get to catch up with Kris after the show, so naturally I had to take Jager shots for the both of us! Not really, I only had one beer the whole time, and it was because I was thirsty.
So now this "Rita" bitch is brewing in the gulf and is supposed to smack us around a tad this weekend. As long as it's not disastrous, bring that shit on! I'm ready for a good storm. I'll fucking sit out on my balcony, drink Newcastle, and laugh! Who's with me?
Now by now you (whoever you are, if anyone ever reads this) have probably realized that I'm in a weird, cynical mood today. Yesterday kicked it off. For some reason, it was just a really stupid day, and today has been too. I think this whole week is going to suck some scrotum.
HAIL SATAN! Or...whatever it is you guys do, later.
Edit: I forgot! We saw like a domestic dispute or something when we were walking back to my car. Cop was there and everything, some little slut was yelling at this dude, it was comical. Also, while we were leaving, a guy pushed me out the door. I turned around to see if there was something crazy happening, otherwise I was ready to break someone's jaw. But the guy was just so drunk/high/stupid, he could barely keep his eyes open. I hope he drove into a brick wall and ended his life.