haha. That's the title of the Maccabees album I'm hearing a track off of.
This is what I'll write on my notebook with a Sharpie. It'll be a special little surprise for those who love checking out my doodles. It better than the random Arctic Monkeys lyrics I'd slap on there for fun.
I'm photographing my day because I wanna.....well, because I wanna.
I am also seriously considering 16g snakebites on the cusp of my lips. That's around the same spot that I had the gigantic lipring when I was 16 years old. They won't be as visible as the one in this picture (I love this girl's Napoleon Dynamite teeth) but they'll be that extra little interesting bitty something that you won't see until you're four feet away from me. Why do I want them? Because....again, I wanna. and I haven't had anything interesting done to my face in a while. I know that sounded absolutely wrong and can be taken in a few wrong way, but hey, that's your mind in the gutter, buddy.
I'm considering skipping Bamboozle. Sure, it's a mere $40 but I made it such a priority to get a ticket that I dropped a class so I wouldn't have to buy the book. Now, that is some sort of fucked up. I ended up buying my accounting book with that money and now I'm back with $4 in my checking account. I don't even want to look at my credit balance. All I know is that I'm not overdrawn. This is a fine feeling. SAFE! Fuck debt. As long as my nose is above the water, I'm cool. Besides, there's always next year. And other super duper totally awesome hawrdkore festivals that go on like my maybe triumphant return to the Warped Tour, Taste of Chaos, Saints and Sinners, the hundreds of shows at School of Rock, blah blah blah.
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