You and I know that all the things we do will crumble into dust
Tomorrow is going to suck. Six page paper due Thursday and zero of it is done. Oh well, it'll turn out fine. I just worry too much. Marti, I hope you can put in a good word for me so I can get a job at Best Buy. Give a blowjob if you have to, haha. It would be awesome to work with ya. Riot Fest was a disappointment. Aside from The Lawrence Arms, The Suicide Machines, and the Dead Kennedys, the bands sucked. Most of the local bands were way better than the headlining bands. We (me and Tim) were gyped, though. The Lawrence Arms time got cut short because of the Street Brats just would not stop playing. The Suicide Machines equipment got fucked up so they only played about four songs, and they were who I wanted to see the most. People were being douchebags about the Dead Kennedys, too. Everybody was throwing shit and somebody even went onstage and called them (DK) posers. It's like why the hell would you stick around to listen to them play if you hated them? I thought they did really good. Anyways, aside from this I've just been hanging out. My gas tank is getting low, but on the plus side so are the gas prices!
To conclude:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
Yeah.
To conclude:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
Yeah.