brian_xvx

well things seem a little better since that last post i talked to my friends in boston... who i still miss like mad... but at least emilia actually wrote for once... and ally eased my mind over that shitty dream... i went to chicago and saw my old friend gina with her brother tom on the way down tom and i had some wonderful in depth conversations about the state of the world and our eventual economic collapse... the party gina's was odd i had to explain punk rock culture to this guy like he was an alien... the next day we met gina at her work which is at old town school of folk music. i thought to my self just what a person needs, a college to teach you how to become a musician that gets no respect and gets paid shitty. i should start the old town school of punk rock then we can all waste our lives together... at least i'd get paid decent teaching others the slacker code... hell i do it for free now... the ride home was a little more quiet i had my arm out the window during the rain. rain at 70 miles an hour feels like being tattooed in random places all over your arm and it leaves a nice numbing feeling after... we stopped at a gas station so tom could buy a pack of smokes, meanwhile i talked to a guy on a road bike about riding long distance. he was building stamina for a 70 mile ride. i wished i could be out there too...
when i got home i went to hang out with troy i got some chinese foodthen we went back to his house and watched confessions of a dangerous mind. then we went to the bar where we ran into trixie, rachel, reese and becky. we never hang out with them but no one else was there so whatever. rachel was telling us stories about her kid which were really funny. we talked about our exroomate the rapist and how fucked up that shit is... then we ended up tagging along with them to this party at our friend johns house which was wierd cause niether john or his wife were even there. it was all thier friends using there house... all the people there were total chach bags it was like a frat party with pseudo punks. i quickly got annoyed and i could tell becky was thinking the same thing. we stay away from the idiots as much as possible. troy, becky and i sat on the couch together and becky sat close. she had sent several signals that evening that she wanted to hook up with me but as desperate as i am i know better... anyway troy and i decided to leave so we went to the all night diner. the birds were chirping when we got there. we got some food as we left the sun was coming up...

well today i'm buying a sling shot,
mayhem is about to ensue...