oh, they're crooked.
i've spent most of the last few weeks thinking about how awesome i am. when awesome-osity is that immense, it tends to take up a LOT of time.
here's some highlights:
bouncing souls two weekends ago! beer beer beer. loved ones were fucking awesome, as i expected. someone referred to me as a "scene legend" in a non-ironic fashion; needless to say my ever-rampant ego does not need more reason to run unchecked. the souls were fucking awesome, even if they didn't play argyle or lamar vannoy. afterwards, applebee's with joe lopergalo, and i apparently started a band. YES.
drink drink drink drink drink. laura stevenson played in williamsburg last wednesday, so me, john dedom, craig, amanda, kate, and the man, the myth, the legend, liam wall, drank our respective selves into oblivion. i have great friends.
last weekend turned into a lost weekend for me. sunday night i drank my liver further into death at chris' party, and george was there! he burned me the new against me!, which currently owns my soul. we went to a bar quick afterwards, and me and joelle hung around not knowing anyone other than chris and cassandra before we went to dunkin donuts, then home. the next day was rummer's night, and i picked up joelle before that as well, and we met up with a ton of other awesome people as usual. everyone around me is awesome, this is a fact. i rub off on them.
anyways, last night we went over joe and jackie's for the 4th...we could see the empire state building from their roof, and therefore, the entire macy's fireworks display, which was pretty rad. adam summed up the feeling, it really was like being in the middle of a warzone with so many things blowing up all over the place...except without all that nasty death business. i tried to take some pictures of the fireworks, but apparently that doesn't work too well.
and here we are. i think that's pretty much everything important that's gone down in the last few weeks. i need to get a computer, someone help me with that.
<3
dan
here's some highlights:
bouncing souls two weekends ago! beer beer beer. loved ones were fucking awesome, as i expected. someone referred to me as a "scene legend" in a non-ironic fashion; needless to say my ever-rampant ego does not need more reason to run unchecked. the souls were fucking awesome, even if they didn't play argyle or lamar vannoy. afterwards, applebee's with joe lopergalo, and i apparently started a band. YES.
drink drink drink drink drink. laura stevenson played in williamsburg last wednesday, so me, john dedom, craig, amanda, kate, and the man, the myth, the legend, liam wall, drank our respective selves into oblivion. i have great friends.
last weekend turned into a lost weekend for me. sunday night i drank my liver further into death at chris' party, and george was there! he burned me the new against me!, which currently owns my soul. we went to a bar quick afterwards, and me and joelle hung around not knowing anyone other than chris and cassandra before we went to dunkin donuts, then home. the next day was rummer's night, and i picked up joelle before that as well, and we met up with a ton of other awesome people as usual. everyone around me is awesome, this is a fact. i rub off on them.
anyways, last night we went over joe and jackie's for the 4th...we could see the empire state building from their roof, and therefore, the entire macy's fireworks display, which was pretty rad. adam summed up the feeling, it really was like being in the middle of a warzone with so many things blowing up all over the place...except without all that nasty death business. i tried to take some pictures of the fireworks, but apparently that doesn't work too well.
and here we are. i think that's pretty much everything important that's gone down in the last few weeks. i need to get a computer, someone help me with that.
<3
dan