cherry pez, coke crush, rockstar boogie...used to hate school so I had to play hookie.
So I spent a hefty portion of today balled up on the couch in hangover mode. That last tequila shot put me over the edge. Weird night. My good friend Mal's boyfriend took me aside and told me very earnestly that he was aware that his girlfriend was attracted to me and that if I wanted to hook up with her, then he would allow it. So...that left me with only one question to ponder amidst my drunkenness: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!? Thoroughly confused, I fell asleep on the couch next to a boy named Bill who told me everything he knew about The Simpsons.
Somehow I must stretch the hours of the days this coming week and make it to Huntington to see Courtney's play, make it to Mo'town to see my beloved (kat), make it to South Carolina con mi madre, and all the while make sure that I leave room in the spaces between to play and dance and sing and breathe... (oh, the sweetest winds, they blow across the south)
And so it is
just like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
*most* of the time...
Alinor Rigby.
PS... Wilco "A Ghost is Born" June 22nd!!!!