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Being put through the trepalium...

Okay, so tomorrow should be interesting. To say the least. Didn't do much today except watch the Bears lose, have some BP, and now I'm in the process of watching the Red Sox lose. Last night was cool, I saw Suffrajett at the Bottom Lounge with bettydiamond and ran into Scott from Local H there. They played a great set and a couple of new songs. At one point Simi blew me a kiss, true story. (Well it was either meant for me or the girl next to me. Hmmph.) Caught up on some email, some LJ's, some calls. Talked to the Llama aka Murder C, aka Honeybear, aka CC, aka Eden, etc. on Saturday, those conversations are always fun. Bibby, you've got to help me convince her to write a book. Either about her fam or prank calls. I hope my homework wasn't too difficult. I'm thinking about getting a fauxhawk. I'm fucking tired. It's been a busy weekend, next week should be the calm before the storm. Halloween's almost here, Saturday the 30th-Redline, Sunday the 31st-Double Door. Monday-might my first day off this year. Did I mention Suffrajett? Hmm, guess that's about it, I was worried this was going to end up being longer. (heh, that's what she said) Oh Local added a couple of dates Thanksgiving weekend, BONG!!!

Fuck it, I'm out.

-G

"We are shaped and fashioned by what we love." - Goethe

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fenyx
Oct. 18th, 2004 04:55 am (UTC)
Hmm.
"Your theory about a donut shaped universe intrigues me Homer." Eh, friggin' Mondays, hate 'em. Maybe it can be a "Prank calls for idiots" book. I've been meaning to say your icon rocks, you should spring for the extra 12 bucks a year or whatever and get like 50 icons. Then again, only losers need 50 icons right? *runs away and hides*
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edenbabylon
Oct. 18th, 2004 06:08 pm (UTC)
Heheh he doesnt know about the "pole rider" comment. Here is a snippet. Gravelly voice "You fucking pole rider. You fucking fagot ass piece of shit. Pussy. Im going to tell your mother she raised a pussy for a fucking son. Discipline your son you fucking low-life loser. Go buy me cigarettes. Its snowing."

*hands in homework*

You: Hello by Lionel Richie

I: Summertime Porgy & Bess by Ira and George Gershwin

Respect, you know my digits you best be calling now foo!! Have to put my hoof up yo ass!

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