tawnya

Saturday night I went and saw: the MC5 reunion tour. I was more than plesantly surprised. Apparently, being crazy means you can rock a lot longer than previously thought. I got Michael Davis to autograph the shirt with his picture on it.



The next day we blew things up and created a haze over Spanaway:









My friend tried to eat a ldaybug, but I slapped it out of his hand:



And here is my extra special fourth of July tee shirt screen print:



And yeah, it's totally not my birthday today. Sorry for the confusion (but not really )

And yes, still no pics of my tits, you asshole

adding on 7/7:

I'm freaking out! I'm offically a lead singer now and there's o much to do before our first show. It's a week from Sunday! Gah! I have to learn about eight songs (god bless instrumentals!) and make my costume and K's shirt that I promised him forever ago. We're lacking a rythm guitarist and the drummer has to learn a bunch of new songs, too. Gah! Did I say Gah! I'm also accutely aware that only about five people I know will actually make it. I'm going to dance around and yell and maybe even use my new tambourine. But I'm not Davey Jones because he sucks ass!