and even now i've all but forgotten what we're fighting for. to end something or to begin it? i don't even know why i care to continue. old habits die hard i guess. but i don't.
i just jammed for like 5 hours. we have 2 songs and they are about an hour and a half each. the other band isnt playing on the 13th but instead a dj is which is insulting to frank and i. while he may have two turntables and we only have one, we make up for the lack of turntables with manpower. so fuck that guy. ps NSP owns your life.
NATHAN SCOTT PHILIPS WILL BE PREFORMING SAT. NOV 13TH. IN THE CITY. YOU SHOULD COME HERE TO WATCH US ROCK IN YOUR FACE SO HARD YOU NEED HUGGIES... FUCKAW!
i had the worst nightmare this afternoon. my feet still hurt. im feeling sick. i just keep dozing and then waking up. on the plus side my new instrumental album is done.
Two turtles sit and contemplate on either side of a creek. They share a bottle of red wine and talk about gold. They save the cork and empty the bottle.