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| just waiting for school to be over.
special thanks to rose and abbey d. for making me some sweet cds. they're super cool ladies.
you know that feeling you get on the back of your neck when a girl
touches you or gives you any type of attention? maybe only the guys
know. it feels like all the hairs on your body are standing on end.
it's a great feeling. i have discovered this feeling can be acheived
through the use of pills. i don't need women anymore. score.
did you know that humans can only process two thousand bits of all the
millions and millions of bits of information directed towards them
every second of every day? that's a whole lot of reality we're missing
out on.
go to these shows.
Thursday, May 26th @ Eagle's Lodge
(3103 N. Broadway)
7:00pm - $5
Gospel
Meneguar
The World Palestine
Arms for Hands
Ricky Fitts
Friday, May 27th @ Parrot-Fa-Nalia
(1719 S. Hillside)
7:00pm - $3
Paper Airplanes
Arms For Hands
Rewind
(CD release show)
!weird conversation!
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| day after day. hour after hour. whatever am i to do?
finals. they suck. this is going to be really stressful.
i'm going to have to make a fake report card. this coming one will get me in massive trouble.
FUCK. Fuck. fuck. what am i going to do? so many decisions. so many things to do. time is not on my side. i need some help.
quit con-FUCKING-fusing me. please.
paper airplanes + injektilo + marijauna induced stupor = great show.
!dazed and confused!
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| lately i've been really nostalgic for the 70s. i'm in love with the
whole culture. i just keep imagining what things would be like if we
were all there right now.
long hair. drug experimentation. psychedelic rock. free love. political conciousness.
the 70s were great. i wish we were part of the flower generation, sans AIDS.
remember this, traitors burn draft cards, patriots burn children.
peace my brothers and sisters.
Friday, May 20th @ Eagle's Lodge
3103 N. Broadway
7:00pm - $5
Paper Airplanes
The French Connections
Allison Research
Injektilo
be there or be square, man.
!pink smile!
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| i almost got called out on being high by my english teacher today. mrs.
weber was all like, "i swear on sixty bibles that you're high as a
kite."she was so right. it scared the crap out of me. i just denied it.
when is school going to be out? never, that's when. every day seems longer than the last.
i want to be a revloutionary. i want to start something new.
i've got a great idea for a story. i might post it on here. you're gonna love it.
fuck the police. just fuck 'em.
you bled my mama
you bled my papa
but you won't bleed me
!bleed me!
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