music:
[weezer] pinkerton

mmm i love waking up to birds pecking away at the wood of my house right outside my room.

anyways, last night carly and i ventured off to get our halloween costumes, which evidently are making sam's dreams come true because she gets to be a pimp. A scarecrow pimp nonetheless. We eventually made it to the clinton center just as the central ska band came on and stewart introduced me to his idol and then carly and i forced sam into the little ska hole of death, where someone stepped on carly and we ended up dropping sam.

it was cute.

then the fuse played and everyone was like "it's too hot inside" and they bitched and moaned and no one was really inside to see them play which sucks because they deserve that recognition. then again they requested to play second to last and people's a.d.d had kicked in by then and all the people who had come for the 'social' aspect of the gathering had wandered outside to bum cigarettes off eachother and bitch about how cold it was.

this was the time that carly and i walked down to city spot and sat on the curb out side of the clinton house, drinking 2 waterbottles, eating crappy stale pastries that in our minds should have been warmed slightly to multiply any flavor, and i sipped my chi tea latte.

so we were talking about ...phil...and all these cars were stopping right infront of us and each time carly was like "they must be asking for directions" and no one ever did so by the third car that stopped, i looked up to my right and there was a stop sign.

we are some smart kids i tell you. miss sheehan taught us well.

then we picked up bobby and her mom was claimimg bobby's dad and that was when i got in the car, and then they drove me home as we made plans of one day making bracelets on my porch...and crying.

it happens.

bio must consume me now, for i bombed last test and i cant do that again.