
this weekend i'm getting the fuck out of nyc for a bit and heading out to boston
to see my boy tim who i've known since 8th grade and haven't seen in like 2 years
i fucking love this guy like a brother. when we were in middle school in miami
we used to sit by the stairs and share earphones while listening to shit like body count
everyday we'd hang out by the tree during lunch and talk about what new mordid angel
or carcass shirt we were gonna buy next or when anthrax's new album was coming out
we were very 'metallic' but thats 'cause we were rockers & rockers did that kind of shit
today timifer writes for lollipop and plays/sings in kimone and now we're doing this
online music/journal site together called transform-online so we needs to get together and talk about layout, content, and shit BUT while i'm there around and fucking about
we're checking out death cab for free 'cause we're cool like that. nigga you mad!
i'm SO dreading the 4.5 to 5 hr chinatown bus trip each way to boston
but at least i've got my ipod & a johnny cash autobiography to molest on the way there
should be quite an enjoyable week chock full o' 'trying each other', talking shit, remembering stupid people we used to know in miami, cursing at each other in mandarin, and playing old songs from bands we used to play in growing up
hopefully spree won't have any surprise turkey coldcut parties while i'm gone
LET'S GO METS !!!
P.S. - if you're a football/soccer fan, join my group. spread the word!
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enjoy bahston.
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by the way the comment i left on your last entry was fuckin rock n roll. you sum'bitch.
reprazent.