I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE!!!!!
Erm...So I just turned in my last three papers (yes, three, and yes, it is 9am). I realized that, in the 4 papers I had for this week, I am really really pessimistic about society in addition to being a little postmodern marxist...apparently. Interesting.
Um, Art Brut last weekend fucking rocked. Seriously. I'm really gutted that I can't make the NC show, too. They all remembered me, and so I just hung out chatting and getting wasted on other people's tabs for several hours after their set. Amazing amazing amazing. It was kind of like being back in London again....except I was surrounded by Americans.....and had to get a ride home......ANYWAY. It was the best gig I've been to since, well, probably since the last time I saw them. AND: For my Hotties at home, Eddie and Jasper were going to give me a shirt, but forgot and then Ed packed them up, so they told me that if you ask for one for me, they'll give it to you. Also, they said you must talk to them and tell them you're my friends and they were excited. So, in short: tell Eddie or Jasper (not Ed Idiot) that it's my birthday and they promised me a small popular culture shirt. And then take it. And have fun. And rock out.
Sunday also rocked....Kickball is in full swing, bitches. Natalie and I made cookies for the Hot Licks (I'm their step mom, since they already have a real team mom) and they were amazing (sugar with strawberry icing). Just kind of...hung out drinking Babycham and Corona and then went to Sputnik for free PBR and spent an hour talking to a guy who looks like Patrick Dempsey about philosophy. Sometimes, I just love my life.
Monday is going to be the shit: 4 DJs (including me) and a band all to celebrate my birthday. Kickbrawlers and dancing idiots. And lots and lots and lots of whiskey. Tuesday might suck.
Oh, and I'm flying home on the 17th. HOORAY FOR HOTTIES AND BIRTHDAY PARTIES!!!!!!
Um, Art Brut last weekend fucking rocked. Seriously. I'm really gutted that I can't make the NC show, too. They all remembered me, and so I just hung out chatting and getting wasted on other people's tabs for several hours after their set. Amazing amazing amazing. It was kind of like being back in London again....except I was surrounded by Americans.....and had to get a ride home......ANYWAY. It was the best gig I've been to since, well, probably since the last time I saw them. AND: For my Hotties at home, Eddie and Jasper were going to give me a shirt, but forgot and then Ed packed them up, so they told me that if you ask for one for me, they'll give it to you. Also, they said you must talk to them and tell them you're my friends and they were excited. So, in short: tell Eddie or Jasper (not Ed Idiot) that it's my birthday and they promised me a small popular culture shirt. And then take it. And have fun. And rock out.
Sunday also rocked....Kickball is in full swing, bitches. Natalie and I made cookies for the Hot Licks (I'm their step mom, since they already have a real team mom) and they were amazing (sugar with strawberry icing). Just kind of...hung out drinking Babycham and Corona and then went to Sputnik for free PBR and spent an hour talking to a guy who looks like Patrick Dempsey about philosophy. Sometimes, I just love my life.
Monday is going to be the shit: 4 DJs (including me) and a band all to celebrate my birthday. Kickbrawlers and dancing idiots. And lots and lots and lots of whiskey. Tuesday might suck.
Oh, and I'm flying home on the 17th. HOORAY FOR HOTTIES AND BIRTHDAY PARTIES!!!!!!