(Cross-posted on
Myspace.)
That Pixies song (actually, just the chorus) has been on endless loop in my head since the weekend. More often than not, I am confident with the decisions that I make. I can justify my actions and deal with the ensuing consequences. However, I am constantly challenging those choices.
As much as the 4th itself was terribly uneventful, the previous nights were pretty noteworthy:
Friday, got to hang out with Joe and Kenn at The Continental for a bit, which was nice. Then they left early to make out (haha) and abandoned me. Met someone who took note of the sticker on my purse who is also a huge Sloan fan! Even nicer. Discovered what a friend meant by "smoking" patio at 2Js.
The next night, I had a very mild "debate" with someone running on half a bottle of vodka and 7 Jack and Cokes. Strangely enough, his arguments ended up being somewhat valid when they were presented in a certain context. Forearm adjustments were in order and I believe I called him an Incubus. Incubus turns 25 this Saturday.
July birthdays:
7.6 Craig Wahl
7.10 Matt Star
7.10 Incubus
7.16 Kenn Shane
Happy Birthday to all of you! xoxo