so i was feeling a little dramatic last week when i decided to sell my only U2 ticket. i have decided to hold on to it. thanks for your interest as well, i appreciate that, but i have come to my senses.
i hung out with devon last night. she is a source of constant entertainment and informed me she has a new website, and after 5 minutes of searching i can’t find it. mebbez i suck at this internet thing.
okay folks, here is my secret shame:
i am trying to figure out my own attraction and henceforth addiction to [bleep]e family restaurants. i have been preferring places like dennys and smitty’s over trendy coffee joints for ages now. add boston pizza to that list, they got free refills. my latest haunt seems to be brothers in gas town. i don’t know why. it’s like it is so bad and tacky that it becomes good again. why can’t i feel that way about horrible music?
well, i gotta pick my battles. or something.
it looks like i have 10 days and 10 seconds of music on my system.
james holden tomorrow night, chloe the following night. yes!
music: Habersham & Phil K – Cloudbreak