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this is probably going to be another one of those boring narrative entries, so bear with me.
on saturday afternoon i got the most unexpected phone call ever, and my mood has since been lifted... uncontrollably. i'm not sure why i'm being so carefree and easy about it. for once i'm letting my guard down, and it's weird. but i want so badly to make up for lost time...
yesterday megan, my brother and i made our way down to cincy to see alkaline trio. before the show we hit up everybody's records and larosa's pizza so we didn't have to catch the absolutely terrible opening bands. we made it there in perfect timing. it was a pretty decent show. knowing all the words to every song of any band's set is always fun, yet somewhat predictable. i don't care too much for bogarts though. or for being short, for that matter. after the show i saw some kid behind bogarts that could very well have been cory from boy meets world's twin at around the age of fifteen. i pointed him out to my brother, who got me to go ask him about topenga for a free pack of cigarettes. i mean, come on, free cigarettes. anyway, i asked cory's twin about topenga, and he told me that he killed her. he thought he was really funny. my brother thought he was funny-looking. i just wanted free cigarettes.
tonight i saw from ashes rise and assult at the legion. it was seriously a hundred twenty degrees down in that fucking basement, tons of kids sweaty as fuck. i still managed to enjoy the show though, and the company. i ran into bernie outside between bands, and that was a pleasant couple of minutes. we're going to go play bingo soon. fuck yeah.
i'm thinking i may have (once again) found a place to live--nice location, and very decently priced. probably moving september first or sooner. i -might- be looking for a third roommate, so interested parties should speak to me asap.
that's all i got... or at the least, all i'm going to share.
i'm about to get off this piece and go read. goodnight kids.
on saturday afternoon i got the most unexpected phone call ever, and my mood has since been lifted... uncontrollably. i'm not sure why i'm being so carefree and easy about it. for once i'm letting my guard down, and it's weird. but i want so badly to make up for lost time...
yesterday megan, my brother and i made our way down to cincy to see alkaline trio. before the show we hit up everybody's records and larosa's pizza so we didn't have to catch the absolutely terrible opening bands. we made it there in perfect timing. it was a pretty decent show. knowing all the words to every song of any band's set is always fun, yet somewhat predictable. i don't care too much for bogarts though. or for being short, for that matter. after the show i saw some kid behind bogarts that could very well have been cory from boy meets world's twin at around the age of fifteen. i pointed him out to my brother, who got me to go ask him about topenga for a free pack of cigarettes. i mean, come on, free cigarettes. anyway, i asked cory's twin about topenga, and he told me that he killed her. he thought he was really funny. my brother thought he was funny-looking. i just wanted free cigarettes.
tonight i saw from ashes rise and assult at the legion. it was seriously a hundred twenty degrees down in that fucking basement, tons of kids sweaty as fuck. i still managed to enjoy the show though, and the company. i ran into bernie outside between bands, and that was a pleasant couple of minutes. we're going to go play bingo soon. fuck yeah.
i'm thinking i may have (once again) found a place to live--nice location, and very decently priced. probably moving september first or sooner. i -might- be looking for a third roommate, so interested parties should speak to me asap.
that's all i got... or at the least, all i'm going to share.
i'm about to get off this piece and go read. goodnight kids.