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I had a fancy dinner with Peek and Hiltz at the One World.
We had party dresses and he had a suit.
Peek and I headed to the Pavilion for a show.
I danced.
We parted ways and I had people over for a few drinks.
Went to Gus' Pub for the last KNA.
Drama followed.
I got punched in the face by the moshpit and went home.
The debutante's ball got sicked out.
I still had fun, a few people came, but mostly everyone was sick.
I hadn't been that drunk in a while, it was a rough walk home.
Went to lunch with Alfred, Ed and his mother showed up and joined us.
Ed was wearing a purple bathrobe.
I walked around the North End with Ed and Alex most of Sunday.
We visited a few friends, sat down at the One World for a bit.
Stephen offered us burnt snacks, which Alex said reminds him of his grandmother.
Old people and their burning.
Work blew as usual, 3 hours shifts are bullshit.
I ain't doing it anymore, screw that.
I had a super long emotionaly charged conversation after work.
What a fuck up that was, well not really, but it just got my mind working.
I went to lunch with Julia on Monday.
She joined me for a walk to the liquor store.
One of my favorite people to just hang out with, I never feel like theres bullshit.
Its always just straight out truthing.
Alex stopped by after he was done work, we went to Vogue Optical.
I tried doing him a favor all day but Club NRG gave me the fucking run-around.
I hate getting the run around, I can jerk myself off thanks.
Band practice went ridiculously well.
The 2 new songs are HOT.
Fun with Food and Thunder Clap have some of the catchiest choruses to date.
Well nothing beats The Worst Fucking Fuck.
I'm pretty excited about NXNE, 2 more songs and I think we'll have a whole set!
Rock4$$s was an all around excellent night.
Mike D, Ed, and Adrian ended up winning the 200$.
I wiped the puke off Adrian's beard, hot as he layed passed out in the band room.
Mike D bought me breakfast and I made nice.
I wanted to hide behind my sunglasses for the most part but Meghan broke them.
I'm not digging having to tell their owners that they're broken.
Meh, what can you do.
That about wraps that up.
We had party dresses and he had a suit.
Peek and I headed to the Pavilion for a show.
I danced.
We parted ways and I had people over for a few drinks.
Went to Gus' Pub for the last KNA.
Drama followed.
I got punched in the face by the moshpit and went home.
The debutante's ball got sicked out.
I still had fun, a few people came, but mostly everyone was sick.
I hadn't been that drunk in a while, it was a rough walk home.
Went to lunch with Alfred, Ed and his mother showed up and joined us.
Ed was wearing a purple bathrobe.
I walked around the North End with Ed and Alex most of Sunday.
We visited a few friends, sat down at the One World for a bit.
Stephen offered us burnt snacks, which Alex said reminds him of his grandmother.
Old people and their burning.
Work blew as usual, 3 hours shifts are bullshit.
I ain't doing it anymore, screw that.
I had a super long emotionaly charged conversation after work.
What a fuck up that was, well not really, but it just got my mind working.
I went to lunch with Julia on Monday.
She joined me for a walk to the liquor store.
One of my favorite people to just hang out with, I never feel like theres bullshit.
Its always just straight out truthing.
Alex stopped by after he was done work, we went to Vogue Optical.
I tried doing him a favor all day but Club NRG gave me the fucking run-around.
I hate getting the run around, I can jerk myself off thanks.
Band practice went ridiculously well.
The 2 new songs are HOT.
Fun with Food and Thunder Clap have some of the catchiest choruses to date.
Well nothing beats The Worst Fucking Fuck.
I'm pretty excited about NXNE, 2 more songs and I think we'll have a whole set!
Rock4$$s was an all around excellent night.
Mike D, Ed, and Adrian ended up winning the 200$.
I wiped the puke off Adrian's beard, hot as he layed passed out in the band room.
Mike D bought me breakfast and I made nice.
I wanted to hide behind my sunglasses for the most part but Meghan broke them.
I'm not digging having to tell their owners that they're broken.
Meh, what can you do.
That about wraps that up.
posted by Lindsay at 3/07/2006
3 Comments:
wiping up people's puke is the best kind of friendship in the worst kind of way
i didnt mean to break em :(
Oh poor Meghan, it'll be alright, he isn't even upset.
Alls well that ends well.
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