I'm drunk on wine!!
I'm at dale's!!!

tueday:stage9
Wednesday:grawood/seahorse

Fuck yeah!

"in the fire of my youth
we're racing with the sun
Kissing in the churchyard
I knew a rightious woman"

If you're not at reflections tonite, you have no soul.

TURN IT UP!
Alf

So, i'm at beardo's so this isn't really a crazy impulsive post.
But then again, when was the last time i actually did one of those since i, ahem, took a hammer to my computer.
Anyway, last week was great, filled with tonnes of great music.
But, fuck, i can't wait for the cons and weakerthans on thursday (i unfortunately have to work tomorrow, so no pavilion show). I've gone on about how i love the constantines before, so i won't now.

So, i guess that's it.

Well, actually i could comment about about something else but:
1) I'll just talk to you about it. Cause i'm direct like that.
2) There is no two.

til then: "as long as we are lonely, will dance. And as long as we are lying, we want the death of rock and roll!"
Alf

Wine on my shirt, wine on my pants...wine on my sock???

So it's like "i'm gonna walk ya home".
I'm like "i don't need to be walked home"
We're both stubborn. I give in.
Then, drunkenly walking, i realize, "wait a sec...she shouldn't walk back by herself."
A compromise is made. She goes half-way.

So she goes on her way. I continue walking, contemplating the nite's antics (like how four people can create a "rukus" that actually necessitates police intervention).

Then i look around.
This isn't chebucto road at all.
Where the fuck am I???!!!!!!*


*Still don't have a comp yet, but i gotta give you guys something.