My body feels like death...
Stayed up until 8 in the morning. Last night was the Born/Dead and Caustic Christ show at 248 McKibbin. On the way there I emptied an Orange Slice bottle and filled it up with Sparks. The show was so amazing. My neck still hurts from all the headbanging. I lost both my hoodie and my vest (found the vest later, never retrieved the sweatshirt) and ended up in someone's basement embarking on an impromptu thrash jam session with two dudes I didn't know and Rex (Team Robespierre). We ended up at Jake's house after the party got busted by the cops (thanks in a large part to the thrash sesh, but it was late anyhow.)
Corey passed out on the couch so we drew on his face while we waited for Jake and the other kids to procure more beer (which took a while since it was after hours.) We drank and listened to records and sometime during all this Corey TOTALLY PISSED HIMSELF! Jake went to try to steal his cigarettes from his pant pocket and discovered the couch underneath him was soaked. Corey btw is the 18 year old who bought me a rose and tried to woo me one time in front of Niagara.
The night ended up passing out in front of the tv watching Return of the Jedi. Nerds time a million.
Corey passed out on the couch so we drew on his face while we waited for Jake and the other kids to procure more beer (which took a while since it was after hours.) We drank and listened to records and sometime during all this Corey TOTALLY PISSED HIMSELF! Jake went to try to steal his cigarettes from his pant pocket and discovered the couch underneath him was soaked. Corey btw is the 18 year old who bought me a rose and tried to woo me one time in front of Niagara.
The night ended up passing out in front of the tv watching Return of the Jedi. Nerds time a million.