chino_4q

I've plateaued (spelling?). I've been drinking more and more and having less and less of a hang over every morning after.

Not depressive drinking but social, festive even. Fun.

It just becomes kind of creepy when you push certain limits. it's like "hey, Is this a boundary i should be crossing?". I come from a long line of alcohol enthusiasts. I would say alcoholics but all my family have maintained jobs and relations despite of their love of alcohol.

anyway,

I'm bruised and tired. The sign of any good weekend. Saw this band I.R.A from Colombia at CB's. It blew me away how packed it was and how many people were going off. about a good eight years ago you could count the number of hispanic peaps at shows on two hands, now it's alot better.

But everybody went off, The music spoke for itself, everybody was going off.
I got head -butted square in the teeth, some how I recieved a slight gash on my arm from the myriad of studded bracelets and leather jackets and I got a couple of digits.

I also saw TELEVISION. Sure Verlaine, now, looks like the crypt keeper, and the 10 minute soloing can be brutal wwhen you're standing but, Hey, no pain no gain.

Peace.

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edited 04/01/04

just finished watching dave chapelle...

....I'm the TYRANICAL TEA-BAGGER!!!!!!