Better than homework
After writing not one, but two stories last night for my creative writing class, I was pretty much wiped out mentally. So, I took a walk. I left Henry's and wandered down to see what was happening at the Replay. While I'm standing there, checking out the calendar, out steps Aaron Crawford. I guess Flee the Seen was playing there last night.
We shot the shit and I helped load in all their gear. I would've stuck around and seen the show, but I wasn't really in the mood for screamy hardcore last night. Plus, the whole writing two stories thing was kind of a mental wipe-out. I'd written one story and ended up thinking it would do better as part of a longer piece, so I wrote out what had been my original idea, hoping to God I don't have to answer and stupid questions about it.
We shot the shit and I helped load in all their gear. I would've stuck around and seen the show, but I wasn't really in the mood for screamy hardcore last night. Plus, the whole writing two stories thing was kind of a mental wipe-out. I'd written one story and ended up thinking it would do better as part of a longer piece, so I wrote out what had been my original idea, hoping to God I don't have to answer and stupid questions about it.