I gotta write this in 13 minutes....
Young Afterbirth.
Continuing with the previous entry...
Monday, April 22, 2:00am
I met this girl Silke, who really likes us and wants to play bass for us, but I heard her play guitar and she really sucks. Besides, she has bad breath. She's kind of cute though. She's from some scandinavian country like the Netherlands or something.
We got locked out of our car so we had to call a tow truck. What a fucking pain. I hung out with Madelon, Julie, Courtney, and Elizabeth mostly. They were sitting outside on the sidewalk. I shared my beer with them and we just sat around waiting to play.
I'm kind of mad Madelon didn't come over tonight. She left us a note saying:
"Bye Ian, keep in touch -
Hi William Gulliver"
Then she told us to come over if we were staying tonight. Then I left a note on her door saying to come over here, and it was obvious that William wasn't here.
Piss- I'm gettin mad at William. I think I'm jealous. I'm getting this feeling in my stomach that I only get when I'm jealous. I don't know why she's so nice to me then. I'm always kind of down when she's around. It's really hard to be my usual self. I've been pretty down all the time lately anyway. I feel like I'm imposing on everyone - and I am, too. I really hate it.
I would call Madelon but I'd end up waking Bekah, Evan, and Roxy up, and it would be really rude to them.
"All because of a stupid girl" - GBH, Knife Edge
The entry goes on, but we must stop here.
Yes, I saved that note.
Hey, it's Wave's first birthday today!
We had his party yesterday (which I'm totally against - bdays MUST be on the correct day) with Anaxarete's family.
And I'd like to say how happy I am to have Feeleasy back,
and that you should still go visit FaceForRadio, especially if you like answering lots of questions!
What's the best present you ever got when you were a kid?
So, You're PRINT is FINALLY IN THE MAIL!!! Goodie Goodies. You should get it next week. I don't expect you to buy another one seeing as it took way too long for me to get my shit together and send you yours...lol. Sorry.
Oh...so my new job. I really can't serve anymore because
A) I hate it and...
B) I have that cyst in my wrist and it ONLY hurts when I'm carrying anything heavy.
So, I got this job right next door running a gallery/boutique. Way more my style. It's 10/hr cash, nice, slow, I get TONS of reading done, I can listen to whatever music I want, be myself, dress casual...too perfect. I'm very very BERRY happy.
Hope all is well with you. OH...and my best present...hmmm...a guitar for xmas one year. Much love!