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went to BFD today. it was shitty. jesus christ, what i do for that god damn band, interpol. so, i met them today for a breif second. i just introduced myself to them then ran away because i didn't want to make a fool out of myself. oh actually i DID make a fool out of myself. someone drew boobs on this table cloth dealie and i asked paul banks if he drew that. he said "no" with a really annoyed look on his face. jeez, boi. it was a joke. the one guy sam (drummer) was kinda nice i think. i told him that i didn't have anything for him to autograph, and he said "that's ok. we can just shake hands!" all smily like. he looks kinda like hank azaria.
that's my story. bla.
that's my story. bla.