Long Haul pt. 1. or
Let there be Leisure Inc.
So, there I was, finishing up one of the most daunting weeks of 2005... actually the first week of the new year and already I was feeling right on. I'm back in town, yessir.
Tonight was a friend's birthday party in Chevy Chase at a very bourgie Italian place that will go unmentioned, but you know the type. The first mistake is to trust a man with nothing to lose but his appetite.
After I brushed the snobs off the good ol' shoulders I hung out w/ an old friend from high school. He's in a grindcore band which is pretty disturbing. At least it's not emo.
So the dinner went well and I charmed the hell out of the girl sitting next to me, too bad. The highlight of the evening was when we all sang the birthday song... seriously.
After the chow I went on down to the Black Cat to see the Gimme Gimmes. It was a pretty good show even though the guys kept fucking up and talking about... well nothing really. They took off those fucking turtlenecks that reminded me of the dinner snobs at the end of their set. It's always nice for a change to see pale white skin and patchy chest hair on people who are not women.
(Pics will be on the way)
Btw,
Even so, I don't want to be at home, writing and not fucking, sitting and not drinking, and without a cup to piss in. Maybe tomorrow won't be better. But last night was pretty swell.
Up for the Long Haul Pt. 2 (porn title honors), a trip to the state capitol to yuck it up w/ 200 of my counterparts. pratice in Virginia, and a lovely punk show in Bmore. I've even got leftover pizza in the fridge...
Let there be Leisure Inc.
So, there I was, finishing up one of the most daunting weeks of 2005... actually the first week of the new year and already I was feeling right on. I'm back in town, yessir.
Tonight was a friend's birthday party in Chevy Chase at a very bourgie Italian place that will go unmentioned, but you know the type. The first mistake is to trust a man with nothing to lose but his appetite.
After I brushed the snobs off the good ol' shoulders I hung out w/ an old friend from high school. He's in a grindcore band which is pretty disturbing. At least it's not emo.
So the dinner went well and I charmed the hell out of the girl sitting next to me, too bad. The highlight of the evening was when we all sang the birthday song... seriously.
After the chow I went on down to the Black Cat to see the Gimme Gimmes. It was a pretty good show even though the guys kept fucking up and talking about... well nothing really. They took off those fucking turtlenecks that reminded me of the dinner snobs at the end of their set. It's always nice for a change to see pale white skin and patchy chest hair on people who are not women.
(Pics will be on the way)
Btw,
Even so, I don't want to be at home, writing and not fucking, sitting and not drinking, and without a cup to piss in. Maybe tomorrow won't be better. But last night was pretty swell.
Up for the Long Haul Pt. 2 (porn title honors), a trip to the state capitol to yuck it up w/ 200 of my counterparts. pratice in Virginia, and a lovely punk show in Bmore. I've even got leftover pizza in the fridge...
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