September 28, 2003

2:00 p.m.


champagne from a paper cup

"i think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
i'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
that's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
drinking champagne from a paper cup is never quite the same
and every sip's moving through my eyes and up into my brain
at half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
as i'm waiting around for you..."

yoya. yaga. there should be a special place for silly words.

i wanna be out with people doing something because it's so easy to waste time alone.

i've done zero homework. hm. my bag is getting uglier by the minute. i wonder what i'll be obsessed with when i have nothing to distract me.

10/10: Metro (Chicago, IL) with The Long Winters, 18+
10/11: Metro (Chicago, IL) with Pinebender, 6pm all-ages

so why the age limit? they're not twenty-one, but the sooner they are...i just don't get it. perhaps they swear more in front of legal adults? it's intriguing wondering what those death cab kiddies are up to.

~G2~
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