September 05, 2003
i'm waiting on clab to get here, them we're a-gonna drive to rock thrill. should be good times had by all. 2 nights of music and good friends. and we all know how i can't resist a shaggy-haired, scrawny guy behind a microphone wearing a tight thrift store tshirt and vintage-worn jeans strumming an accoustic guitar and screamo-crooning at the top of his poetic lungs. yeah, should be a good two nights. i'll be back late tomorrow night, never fear. adios.
