i'm a doctor; obgyn.
it's shit like that that makes me wonder.
did you know that two repeated words in sequence will make spellchecker shit its diddies? and that it's grammatically correct? (lol at the starting a sentence with "and").
well, allow me to enthrall you with my business since we last govoreeted.
there was a nimdok show, which was by far the best we've ever played. i broke my cymbal; some cunt broke dave's face. then my stuff got stolen, but we had a good damn time.
we recorded.
piecing all this together is sketchy at best, because i was dumb fucking trashed the whole time anything funny happened.
so: bronzfest.
me and j show up late, missing big eyes and kicking spit. which is a shame, because i actually like kicking spit. seasick plays, and i'm drinking a forty. summarily, my forty is smashed into my face by some aggro douche who likes to, in the parlance of our times, "dance".
honestly, i fucking despise hardcore kids. they're assholes; all they want to do is get drunk and hurt people.
now, i know what you're thinking. "josh, don't you like to get drunk and hurt people too?".
the answer is yes.
but i don't do it by running full speed across a basement and hope that my head or fist might come in contact with some asshole's head or nuts.
what these fu manchu-ed asswipes do is floor punch and literally run across a cramped fucking basement until they encounter another body. it's like space if space was a cloud of aggro asswipes.
eventually me and j went to another house, where we got dumb(er) and thre one another into baby pool. hehe.
the night was fun.
shit. i'm watching the first x files movie; fuck this noise.