kaylaisobscene

Last night was fun, but it's weird to wake up on the couch with a box of cheesy bread and no memory of last night. I've enjoyed this train of: "WE DID WHAT?! I SAW WHO?!" memory loss thing, but I think for the next few nights I'm just going to chill. Go with an either or type of thing. I either A: drink, or B: do the substance. (Pot does not count as a substance, that is just a day to day thing). SHIT. I just remembered that today is my friend's birthday (actually two of them) and I can't do nearly half the chill things I had planned. I wanted to finish my book and smoke out the hookah, invite company over for good music and good conversation. Oh well, I guess I can do that tomorrow. Today though, is a different day. Every day is really. Eh' I'll just unpack the hookah anyways. Did I mention I'm back home again? Until July 23 anyways. Yes I do miss Pensacola, but not as much as I did over Christmas break.

*EDIT

A long time ago when I was deciding which summer festival to go to, I found Austin City Limits but they hadn't announced the lineup yet, but somehow I knew that would be the festival I'd go to. Don't ask me how, but even though all the other other festivals had been announced I just had some strange attraction towards Austin. So today I check back in and the lineup has been announced and holy fuck: DYLAN! What a fucking headline! I can't wait! I have to go to this festival! I'm in love with the lineup and I'm geeking hardcore! I had heard a rumor that Peter Bjorn and John were playing, they aren't but shit, Dylan is, and that is just a whole other field. I'm so fucking stoked!!

I think I'm going to start typing up my own Haiku poems on my typewriter.