That's why we have come to collect your bodies from your lovers, and pause all the suffering.
Well here I am somewhere in what I believe to be Kentucky. We stopped into a hotel early tonight because my mom was tired, and though I offered to drive she still wanted to call it a day. The hotel we stayed in last night was really dumb, they gave us a wake up call at 9 for no reasons. Fucking bastids. So I stole their ashtray, which wasn' even very cool. I think I may have to take the one from this hotel too, cos I actually like these ones and.. you never can have enough ashtrays, can you?
Yesterday was not too exciting either.. but once we get to Colorado the fun begins. And I think we're due to arrive there by Sunday. Yee.
I already read an entire book. It was like I already knew it, though. The story was mine.. or at least it almost was. It was like the story of what would happen if I didn't fuck up all of my fantasies. I loved it, to say the least. I cried when I finished it.. not because of a sad ending, just because of the way it made me feel and the things it reminded me of. *sigh*. I guess I'll start another tomorrow, or later on tonight.
The day before I left was the Bright Eyes/Faint show, of course. It was excellent despite all of the [pain from standing still for hours/undeserving idiots/overpriced merch/sasqutch bitch+matching sasquatch purse/thirteen year olds splattering beer..or..floor juice on my stockings] haha. It was a really good venue, since it was built to actually have proper.. concert.. sound.. qualities? The sound was beautiful. The Faint was awesome, as well as Bright Eyes.. so it was worth the torture of the first band. Yeah.. erm. Pictures?
I hate myself for leaving the autofocus setting on. It is my fault that all of my pictures are blurry. Oi.
The Faint:
Sheeep
More sheeeeep
Behold the almighty octopus!
Bright Eyes:
Near the end he broke that keysboard.. standing on it.
fini
Yesterday was not too exciting either.. but once we get to Colorado the fun begins. And I think we're due to arrive there by Sunday. Yee.
I already read an entire book. It was like I already knew it, though. The story was mine.. or at least it almost was. It was like the story of what would happen if I didn't fuck up all of my fantasies. I loved it, to say the least. I cried when I finished it.. not because of a sad ending, just because of the way it made me feel and the things it reminded me of. *sigh*. I guess I'll start another tomorrow, or later on tonight.
The day before I left was the Bright Eyes/Faint show, of course. It was excellent despite all of the [pain from standing still for hours/undeserving idiots/overpriced merch/sasqutch bitch+matching sasquatch purse/thirteen year olds splattering beer..or..floor juice on my stockings] haha. It was a really good venue, since it was built to actually have proper.. concert.. sound.. qualities? The sound was beautiful. The Faint was awesome, as well as Bright Eyes.. so it was worth the torture of the first band. Yeah.. erm. Pictures?
I hate myself for leaving the autofocus setting on. It is my fault that all of my pictures are blurry. Oi.
The Faint:
Sheeep
More sheeeeep
Behold the almighty octopus!
Bright Eyes:
Near the end he broke that keysboard.. standing on it.
fini