Our Hero's busy week: take two.
Monday: apparently nothing, duh. Spent the day cleaning, doing dishes, listening to music, taking out the dogs, swapping laundry, and fucking around online. Crashing at Rob's tonight in preparation for the big, EARLY trip on...
Tuesday: trip out with Hoarty, Rob, and the Chunky's folks is confirmed. The bus lumbers off for Hampton at NINE GODDAMN A.M. That's an early morning...
Wednesday: nothing concrete, just something with Joe at some point. Others should feel free to jump on in.
Thursday: barren as the moon.
Friday: hanging with Jay, Adam, and Vicki. Jay's getting pierced, then we're doing the usual shit...which is roam around and pick things to do on the fly.
Saturday: catching a ride to the Lowell train at ten (from the ever-saintly, always-attractive, impeachably-brilliant, excruciatingly-busy Jess), then riding that metal bitch straight into North Station to meet up with Tree and possibly Metal Kyle. Then, a day of fucking around in Boston until the Spindoctors concert at eight. Then...who knows?
Sunday: nada as of yet, but I'm sure something will come up. Mayhaps I'll have one or two of the boys up for a night of debauchary in the camper.
So...there it is. The revised schedule for Our Hero. A lot more coherent and accurate now that it's late afternoon instead of the wee hours of the morning.
Tuesday: trip out with Hoarty, Rob, and the Chunky's folks is confirmed. The bus lumbers off for Hampton at NINE GODDAMN A.M. That's an early morning...
Wednesday: nothing concrete, just something with Joe at some point. Others should feel free to jump on in.
Thursday: barren as the moon.
Friday: hanging with Jay, Adam, and Vicki. Jay's getting pierced, then we're doing the usual shit...which is roam around and pick things to do on the fly.
Saturday: catching a ride to the Lowell train at ten (from the ever-saintly, always-attractive, impeachably-brilliant, excruciatingly-busy Jess), then riding that metal bitch straight into North Station to meet up with Tree and possibly Metal Kyle. Then, a day of fucking around in Boston until the Spindoctors concert at eight. Then...who knows?
Sunday: nada as of yet, but I'm sure something will come up. Mayhaps I'll have one or two of the boys up for a night of debauchary in the camper.
So...there it is. The revised schedule for Our Hero. A lot more coherent and accurate now that it's late afternoon instead of the wee hours of the morning.