So i get home, and there's a message on my machine saying i don't have to go in to work tomorrow. So, i could go back to the party...but it's been a long couple of weeks. So i'm just gonna go to bed (read:stare at the ceiling until hopefully, eventually i fall to sleep) and, yeah, i'll see you guys at the show tomorrow.
Fuck, i'm an idiot.
And where the heck did my big beer go?
Fuck, i'm an idiot.
And where the heck did my big beer go?
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Last I knew they were in the fridge at Allan Street. Melissa had brought them over by accident. I imagine she knows where they are.
Yeah, i was talking to her last nite. They are supposed to be in your fridge, safe and sound. I'll have to pick them up next time i'm over.
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