tickets go on sale. if i don’t get them, i will DIE. this might be the last you ever hear from me.
Date Archives 2004
not so angry now
“where are you going?” i howled. “i’m still angry.” “if we have to stay here until your unangry, we’ll never get to leave,” the artguy said. but they stayed and now i’m a little less…
i need some karmic cleansing stat
i had a wretched meeting today that went terribly and that’s left me all pissy and crabby. this pissiness and crabbiness is really making me angry because i know i’m totally fouling up my karma…
lenny
Wendy’s write up about seeing Lenny Kravitz at her PT gig is hilarious. if it doesn’t make you laugh outloud, your funny bone’s probably broken.
giddy and rambling
“you seem downright giddy,” maria said. “i am a little giddy,” i said. “why?” “there’s gonna be two paul westerberg concerts coming up.” “huh?” jennifer asked. “paul westerberg, i love him and tickets go on…
a fitting sacrifice to the gods of rock and roll
i’ve been sitting here semi-quietly, subtley shaking booty, listening to “Folker” on repeat, and praying to the gods of rock and roll that i am able to get tickets to the upcoming concerts. i was…