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last monday night i saw graham coxon live and in concert at the paradise in boston , it was one of the best shows i've ever seen, pretty fucking rockin if ya know what i mean. it was weird because i was watching the opening bands play and then i look over to the left of me and there's graham coxon standing not three feet away from me in the crowd. crazy shit man. i would never attempt to talk to a british guy in person. i was going to go alone, but an hour before i left, my friend emily popped by my place and then wanted to go, not familiar with his music at all, she was thoroughly impressed. he drank a shitload of red bull, so by the end of the set he was jumping all over the place and shit, it was rad.
i havn't done much the rest of this week, dropped my statistics class. i wanted to go and apply to work at the Coffee by Design today which is located 20 yards away from me and i went in and the people working there were too pretty looking and hip and what not so i chickened out. i'm sure i would have to be well read and be able to have introspective conversations with people about serious issues and i'd also have to shower daily and do my hair daily, and buy a new wardrobe. too much for me to consider. i need to find a fucking job though... well thats all for now.
i havn't done much the rest of this week, dropped my statistics class. i wanted to go and apply to work at the Coffee by Design today which is located 20 yards away from me and i went in and the people working there were too pretty looking and hip and what not so i chickened out. i'm sure i would have to be well read and be able to have introspective conversations with people about serious issues and i'd also have to shower daily and do my hair daily, and buy a new wardrobe. too much for me to consider. i need to find a fucking job though... well thats all for now.