back in school, my life as i know it is over for the next 4 months...i will write more about that when i have the time. as for now i have to get ready for the same shit tommorow. i'm now wasting time writing something that no one is going to read...great. And my fucking profile pic won't come up, i don't know if i posted right or what. oh well, sorry if its not up and even more sorry if it is up 
. at least i get to see Passage in SF tommorow after work, the next morning my life will officially be over.
DiE...
"but do you know we are in high demand, Luara, us people who suffer? Because we don't take to arguing and we are quick to surrender"
. at least i get to see Passage in SF tommorow after work, the next morning my life will officially be over.
DiE...
"but do you know we are in high demand, Luara, us people who suffer? Because we don't take to arguing and we are quick to surrender"
shorteyes:
Drop out of school by a four track recorder and a one track mind. Open a 24 hour internet vegan cafe and occasionally play music there. Open the cafe in a house and open the whole thing up so each room has a different atmosphere, only make one room your bedroom and keep it locked. This way you can live there and save on rent. You could also only hire one set of servers, all you would have to do is let them move in and join the Barter Club so Jay Ross can keep them coked up 24-7. You could have a lame ass poetry night and an open mic strictly for no talent losers like us. Then fill the walls with our friends art, who could sell it all to pay Jay Ross. And every week you could advertise that you will be showing Raiders or 49er games, then convieniently forget so that when all the steak sandwitches show up they walk into an emo carnival, complete with freak show, WE"LL LIVE LIKE KINGS!