mother daughter feuds crack me up
I saw so many fucking FREAKS at work yesterday. Tax free weekend is this weekend so all the crazy ass neanderthals (not even sure if I spelled that right so can I count myself among them...no) were coming out of their caves to get all their raver zipper strap pants and rock t-shirts. I saw the most intense mother daughter fight right in front of my face when I was checking them out. I felt so awkward I just wanted to fucking die right there so I didn't have to deal with this crazy ass set of bitches, haha. I got the sweetest fucking shoes ever yesterday on my break, and you'll just have to come see me to find out what they look like. After work it was straight over to Danny's for rehearsal, and that wenta little something like this...
TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME
We wrote two brand new songs yesterday, and I can't wait until we're done because when we record, it's going to be suhweet. My drums sounded really good in Danny's garage, even better than they did the frst time, I wonder what made the difference. Whatever it was, it was totally SOLID. I didn't get back home until 11:30 and then me and Nick went over to Steevee's and hung out and talked about the Cure concert. Heard it was totally awesome. Went to sleep. Woke up about 15 minutes ago. Work in 3 hours. Rickett is coming over today to pick up the rest of his equipment, which means I can get my car washed and then finally park it in the garage. Well, I'm out like Acid Wash Jeans.
TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME
We wrote two brand new songs yesterday, and I can't wait until we're done because when we record, it's going to be suhweet. My drums sounded really good in Danny's garage, even better than they did the frst time, I wonder what made the difference. Whatever it was, it was totally SOLID. I didn't get back home until 11:30 and then me and Nick went over to Steevee's and hung out and talked about the Cure concert. Heard it was totally awesome. Went to sleep. Woke up about 15 minutes ago. Work in 3 hours. Rickett is coming over today to pick up the rest of his equipment, which means I can get my car washed and then finally park it in the garage. Well, I'm out like Acid Wash Jeans.