confessions of a futon-revolutionist.

I've never seen Star Wars or The Matrix.

and tomorrow I must awake BY ten o'clock, which after a week of sleeping til almost noon, will be hard - or more realistically, normal. Yet I suppose waking up at 10am is still late compared to most on a Wednesday morning. so fuck me, right!

listen to the weakerthans, too.

boat less booze cruise.

"I'm not gonna say i beat a kid up,
but i nudged him pretty hard."

So I'd give the Lawrence Arms a 5 out of 10 based on their slurred, sloppy drunk performance last night in Brooklyn. I think it was such a bad idea to have 2 shows in a row. I figured it was a day and a night show - not two consecutive shows. That would probably explain Brenden Kelly's slurred banter and missed-bass notes all night. Most songs were played too slow and the 2-song "encore" was kind of a let down.

I still had a blast though, receiving a high five from Chris and Chris #2.
And the stage dive ruled.






love what you are,
not what you would like to be.

i met the walrus.

nightingale.

STAY WHAT YOU ARE by Saves the Day
is still one of the best albums ever.

and SINK OR SWIM by Gaslight Anthem
is becoming one of my [new favorite] classics.