I know it's already tuesday, but goddamn if that wasn't an awesome weekend.
Friday night went to a kickass going away party. Drank too much rum, smoked too many cigarettes, talked semi-coherently with Paul about fiction, did some bumpin' and grindin' on the dance floor with Sadie, had my nipples tweaked a good half dozen times by Heather. Saw Trevor, who I haven't seen in, like, nine months. I think I met a couple other suicide girls, but I'm honestly not that sure. All that, and no hangover! Fortune smiles upon thee.
Saturday night saw Gravy Train!!!!, which inspired me and two friends to start an electrorap project called bare knuckle girl. Our first order of business is to cover Gravy Train!!!!'s "Titties Bounce" in a straightforward miami bass fashion.
Oh yeah, and my hair's black now. These things happen.
Friday night went to a kickass going away party. Drank too much rum, smoked too many cigarettes, talked semi-coherently with Paul about fiction, did some bumpin' and grindin' on the dance floor with Sadie, had my nipples tweaked a good half dozen times by Heather. Saw Trevor, who I haven't seen in, like, nine months. I think I met a couple other suicide girls, but I'm honestly not that sure. All that, and no hangover! Fortune smiles upon thee.
Saturday night saw Gravy Train!!!!, which inspired me and two friends to start an electrorap project called bare knuckle girl. Our first order of business is to cover Gravy Train!!!!'s "Titties Bounce" in a straightforward miami bass fashion.
Oh yeah, and my hair's black now. These things happen.
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Got me a party to hit this weekend. Send me some of that nipple-tweakin' karma, m'man.
next week is spike n mikes. work it. work it.