YOU GUYS, I LIT MY HAIR ON FIRE. C'MON. READ.
I don't know how to reach you because you're usually not AIM/I'm not really on it anymore. ANYWAYS, what was the name of that really great CD ripping program you told me about/where can I find it? It didn't have "5 tracks at a time" limits or anything.
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Also, to the rest of you! That is if you care. Blood Brothers was hella fun (though I got kicked out before Trail of Dead because I wanted to go to the ATM in the box office to get money to buy a bag, which was closed, then when I tried to get back in, I wasn't allowed in even with my stub, marooning me. Brian and me ended up hanging out outside waiting for the show to end and almost getting mugged by a homeless dude) and a great respite from Madison. Brian's friends are really awesome and I was oddly surrounded by all Janesville people while in Milwaukee.
I also lit my hair on fire at a party. Not much, just the ends got singed, but still, EESH. I entered the kitchen of this house, noting that there was a candlestick lit on the counter providing light to the room. I remember thinking, "I shouldn't lean against the counter or else I might catch on fire."
Guess what I did 30 minutes later? Yeah.
I don't know how, but I saw the sparks on my back out of the corner of my eye. I went to pat it out, but a girl passing by saw it and took care of it for me. Everyone in the room started talking about the scent of burnt hair in the room and began asking where it came from, not seeing what had happened to me. In embarrassment of my idiocy, I bolted and didn't re-enter that room for about 15 minutes.
Going to see Borat tonight, woo!
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Also, to the rest of you! That is if you care. Blood Brothers was hella fun (though I got kicked out before Trail of Dead because I wanted to go to the ATM in the box office to get money to buy a bag, which was closed, then when I tried to get back in, I wasn't allowed in even with my stub, marooning me. Brian and me ended up hanging out outside waiting for the show to end and almost getting mugged by a homeless dude) and a great respite from Madison. Brian's friends are really awesome and I was oddly surrounded by all Janesville people while in Milwaukee.
I also lit my hair on fire at a party. Not much, just the ends got singed, but still, EESH. I entered the kitchen of this house, noting that there was a candlestick lit on the counter providing light to the room. I remember thinking, "I shouldn't lean against the counter or else I might catch on fire."
Guess what I did 30 minutes later? Yeah.
I don't know how, but I saw the sparks on my back out of the corner of my eye. I went to pat it out, but a girl passing by saw it and took care of it for me. Everyone in the room started talking about the scent of burnt hair in the room and began asking where it came from, not seeing what had happened to me. In embarrassment of my idiocy, I bolted and didn't re-enter that room for about 15 minutes.
Going to see Borat tonight, woo!