Dec 17, 2007 11:53
Reflections the morning after seeing Wu-Tang:
- Still don't really like hip hop
- POS was pretty cool
- too much bass fucking ow
- I was legitimitely excited to see Method Man. My life is a sham
- Waiting around drunk people for a show to start for an hour and half is very easily the least fun thing I've ever done.
- I haven't seen so many people making w's with their hands since my professional wrestling days.
- Two of the four shows I've seen at First Avenue have featured more than seven people on stage at one time. That's 50%. The law of averages seems to say that I am PUMPED for the next Polyphonic Spree tour
- WHICH ONE IS GHOSTFACE?!?!?!?! THEY KEEP SAYING HIS NAME!!!!
Should have written my paper. ONE OF THEM. ONE OF THE TWO. MULTIPLE PAPERS. I AM A COLLEGE STUDENT SO AH FINALS AM I RITE OMG BLARGHBLARGHBLARGHBLARGH
Last week I heard the songs "Hey There Delilah" and "Soulja Boy" for the first time. Guess which one i preferred (if you say Hey There Delilah I'm going to punch you in the face until blood is present)
HAPPY PILLS HAPPY PILLS HAPPY PILLS
I just want go sledding or fly a kite. It's so nice outside. This coffee shop has free refills. This will be the death of me. The jittery caffinated death.
The man with the Jesus hair and the Jesus beard and the Jesus eyes keeps shooting crosswise looks over here. This paper is one page out of five. I'm so close. Six weeks of solid solitude. To follow the 4 months of it.