Intro Versailles

my vodka soda, one sip of, put down on speakers in order to fish camera out of purse, the pounding bass pitched it to the floor, embarrassing, i tried to get fil’s attention to have a guffaw with him over it but every time i swung my arm to tap him he was just out of reach, so i stood there fake smiling like it was no biggie, but it SO was!

i’m over going to shows

does anyone have suggestions for what we could do instead, i tried to tell fil there is more to life than music, and he didn’t even debate that. music IS a big part of life but what i mean is going out and shooting every band that plays, there is more to life than that, i’m also tired of getting drunk i think. or wasting my drunk at shows, or getting drunk because of shows. i think a lot of this indifference is a direct result of so much winter, and my wardrobe, and shoes i can’t wear because of winter, but mostly my wardrobe and how i’m sick of it and in between sizes and i have pants that are too big, zero skirts that fit right, so what do i do turn all my too big pants into cut offs? what am i miami beach? no that’s not miami beach that’s more like skid row, ungh. can you tell i don’t have any material right now?