3:30 p.m. - Wednesday, Jun. 09, 2004
It may be on
Hella was alright. To sum them up in one word, I'd say 'musicianship'. It would be nice if the riffs were ever different, ever, on any song. The drummer was a fucking monster though. Shit.
After the show however, was more hella than hella itself. I got real drunk, and smoked some cigarettes, and chilled at the most beautiful apartment on some gorgeous balcony. Shit felt like being in Spain. Trees all around us, right up onto the 3rd floor like that. Drank some tequila and ate the worm. I guess I ended up a bit smitten.
Its kind of hard when boys like this one boy are into you and shit. Its hard not to be into them back. I never anticipate that they're going to like me like that, I'm always just hanging, whatever. Damn.
So, I guess its summer then.
