stef, carlo rossi, hot dogs, walls of amps, touring, black ships, thunder bay, barn burner, meeting people who like to talk about mid to late 90's wrestling, movies that have john candy in them, pizza, cheap beer in cans, my rustbucket of a van, not being hit by meatheads in mazdas, puking with my friends, talking about drums, my geezer of an old dog and playing hockey outside in the middle winter.
wasted, passed out on the kitchen floor another week gone by and i haven't been dreaming. blacked out and i can't remember exactly what i did last night. i hear stories in the morning and i know that i'm out of control because when i drink nothing ever matters. i missed the sunrise, could barely open my eyes. now i've got to pull myself together. right now this town really fucking tears me down, someday it will drown me in the river. i've got to learn to put the liquor on the shelf or i might end up drowning myself.
lately...
saves the day - cant slow down lp
hot water music - no division lp
the get up kids/coalesce 7"
coliseum - no salvation lp
the fucking wrath - season of evil lp
trains, planes and automobiles, strange brew, canadian bacon.
i dont watch much tv.
the outlaw of megantic.
my friends and her