The Old Ball and [cha cha] Chain

Feb 07, 2004 01:31

Okay, okay. Stop making that face.

Whenever jessie updates her livejournal, I am usually sitting beside her in my kinder-sized orange chair, looming over her shoulder and making suggestions.

I am driving her crazy.

So, I have finally caved in and decided to build my own little perfect world where people will perceive me exactly as I please. I wonder how large the gap is in the first place...between how people think of me, and how I'd like to be thunked.

Anyway, today is Shane's 18th birthday. He's passed out on the bunkbed while Jessie, Clarke and I all sit around twiddling our thumbs, waiting for Jordan to return from the Flame Club. At two in the morning, we will be well on our way to Coit Tower in San Fran for a little picnic and city mingling. I think my obsession with being interesting is what makes me so willing to inconvenience myself all the time. Not that I regret it--it's fun to shock people with my tales of old.

Come to my show on Friday the 13th. Espresso Roma. Davis. 8 O Clock. It's free, and I will give you directions if you call me.

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