November 2010
australian summers are painful to endure
- holed up for the day
- gaming for 10+ hours, going to soon
- summer makes me not want to scrobble anything new
- i hate my town, so many annoying snobs, nothing from booker
- no cats :-(
- got plenty coke
- saturday morning an/co made me sick
- the weather, is like Sharpay Evans in terms of pure annoyance
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I hate to see bullys like Kim and Thurston pester the hell outta the shortest Sonic Youth.
My musings of the day:
Will I ever ask the cutest girl out to Swans? Will I be able to change this pair of awfully Chomskyist glasses before the gig? Is the venue gonna be infiltrated by the remnants of aged no-wave kids or 20-year-old hipsters? Will Doris and Amy be the most conservatively dressed and only promising sobers? I mean, if we srsly get to go, this will be my first grace of the standing ovation/dancefloor! Yay for nodding to sex, instead of fulfilling its most deviant intentions, we will be arm crossed, and nodding (x2) off to this_and_that.
To be honest, really looking forward to Monday sport, walking with music (minus the bass). If Ackibor is here, instead of holing in Canberra, he will likely to nostalgia over O’Rourke over Bo))ris, or BBS, or anything Japanese, for that matter. In this case, Insignificance will be blasted in Low-approved volumes, P4k and Dov Charney will *suddenly* pop out of nowhere and aurally molest S-, marking a satisfying end to this post.
