everyone go to the blythe party at magic pony tonite on queen. it goes ’til 11pm.

ok bye.

everyone go to the blythe party at magic pony tonite on queen. it goes ’til 11pm.

ok bye.

the big O

so the episode i was on isn’t airing ’til may 5. i’ve just discovered this. oh well.

the big O

so the episode i was on isn’t airing ’til may 5. i’ve just discovered this. oh well.

holy shit the arcade fire are retardedly cute and amazing and they perform like autistic eccentrics. brilliant. just so happens that every show we go to we have the luck of being near the few dudes in the room who are REALLY into the music and dance like the biggest gays you ever done see and their hair is always big and ugly. unngh. one guy was holding up a lighter the entire time right in front of us. like the only guy. it was like his first concert or something. he was even swaying with some chick leaning against him and his arm in the air with the lighter. so cool.

holy shit the arcade fire are retardedly cute and amazing and they perform like autistic eccentrics. brilliant. just so happens that every show we go to we have the luck of being near the few dudes in the room who are REALLY into the music and dance like the biggest gays you ever done see and their hair is always big and ugly. unngh. one guy was holding up a lighter the entire time right in front of us. like the only guy. it was like his first concert or something. he was even swaying with some chick leaning against him and his arm in the air with the lighter. so cool.

turns out i can play the drums afterall and our band is called the jamaican beef patties and we are amazing and sometimes we wear masks when we play, you know the one from SCREAM, yes, that one. and we only take breaks to watch the dogs hump each other. two big and black and hairy cavemen who can’t speak. but then i get bored of playing the same beat over and over again so i try and do something else and i get yelled at ‘cos it was finally the “bridge” and i turned into a selfish drum nazi.

turns out i can play the drums afterall and our band is called the jamaican beef patties and we are amazing and sometimes we wear masks when we play, you know the one from SCREAM, yes, that one. and we only take breaks to watch the dogs hump each other. two big and black and hairy cavemen who can’t speak. but then i get bored of playing the same beat over and over again so i try and do something else and i get yelled at ‘cos it was finally the “bridge” and i turned into a selfish drum nazi.