sounds supacool..
ignore reality... i plan to... well, for the most part anyway.
the steel wheels of employment are in motion, thanks to late night research.. all the result of not being able to sleep.

supa

there's a rumour that you're the coolest girl in the world.

bitchin.

dedication to rock n roll.

those new orleans guys are super cool, got to hang with them some last night.

the partying was kind of low-key; it was basically a lot of sitting around, drinking, listening to records, and talking. supagroup seemed to have more stamina than the paybacks when it came to duration, but we left before everyone had crashed ... everyone was starting to wind down, dollface thought it would be a good time to split before we overstayed our welcome.

side note, the chicks that lived in the apartment where we were hanging out had this amazing cool old huge console record player.

jive. JIVE! did you see the IM you sent me last night?! ill duel with you.
hey you know what? we both like tall boys. you know what else? i never meet tall boys.

you and lil jack knife. yum yum

"awesome"
today i've been making plans, checklists, and outlines...
a list of demands will be made very shortly...
natural foods? bacon is natural, right?
tonight i shall unpack my suitcase, and thursday i shall re-pack it... i'll also watch fireworks, and prepare myself for the stench of the salt mine..
no more cheese omelettes, i beg... why not enjoy the splendor of maple instead?

i've always wanted to see that sun records documentary... i've heard good things. and oh yeah, did i ever tell you about my castle?