on the streets of sf right now- slightly dazed still from the beer i had last night at the tenderloin-residence of some mysterious jazz musicians who, being in their 23-ish/24-ish years, claim to have fallen from the punk scene to embrace jazz as their prime outlet--
left a really -bad- message on my sisters answering machine in order for her not to freak out when she saw the guest bedroom empty this morning
something like "Hey sis it's kathleen, just calling again so you won't worry, spent the night at the house of..um.. someone i met downtown..um, i'll see you later-"
-this- time the story is actually more suspicious than the actual events of the evening, not that i'll be able to proove it 
anyways! enough of this half drunk/half caffienated rambling on a tenderloin computer! off with me now!
left a really -bad- message on my sisters answering machine in order for her not to freak out when she saw the guest bedroom empty this morning
something like "Hey sis it's kathleen, just calling again so you won't worry, spent the night at the house of..um.. someone i met downtown..um, i'll see you later-"
-this- time the story is actually more suspicious than the actual events of the evening, not that i'll be able to proove it
anyways! enough of this half drunk/half caffienated rambling on a tenderloin computer! off with me now!
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prettyb0y:
Now there's a lady, who knows how to have a good time.
i:
i see a serious connection between punk and jazz.