nxne diaries continued

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here’s one of a billion videos i took of fucked up. i was scared for the girls in that crowd but they kept on going for it, being smushed and buried and trampled by sweaty punk loving dudes screaming their faces off. it was a sea of arms and legs and camera flashes, the crowd was just as much of the show as the band. i reserved myself from crowd surfing, i wasn’t in that kind of spirit plus i already have a bruise on my thigh and any more i’ll be looking like courtney love in the people vs. larry flint, not a good look for a film. or life.

turn the volume way down.

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we were caught in the corner and as the shit show began teacher was on his way back from the john, it was a momentary apocalyptic adrenaline surge, when shit goes down and loved ones are separated in a mob.

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someone nicked fifteen bucks from the bar that i put down for two seconds. i asked teacher if he had the money and i thought he said yes but when another beer time rolled around turns out he thought i asked something else entirely. oh well. i found a hundred bucks in a cab not too long ago so, you win some you lose some.

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my hair is pretty yellow right now i need a bit more toning. i need brennen!

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overhearing girls in the wrongbar bathroom is a guilty pleasure especially when taking photos of yourself and they’re whining on the outside of the door. i had to wait now it’s your turn.

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claire was a saucy librarian at the backbar, made the night more fun to have her there.

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i stuffed napkins in my ears and made the teacher as well. he is deaf city enough already and it gets us in fights when i have to repeat myself.

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it was a thrill. anagram were also amazing. good punk pairing.

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pure theatre. raw, loud, therapeutic and i would do it again. i like these dudes. it’s neat to me that my dad’s band Dr. Robert played this very stage too, and i joined in for a few.

and a month before that i sang enter sandman to a packed house and i killed it.

raymaoke fubar 2 film fest afterparty @ wrongbar from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

i was the only one who got to sing.

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nice new kicks babe. yum.

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we had a chicken wing date at the caddy first. the patio was in proper shit show form. it was fun at first but then turned on us and we became slightly irritable. loved our waitress. for once.

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just a sec i have to make some magic.

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buh buh blah bye bye! ha exactly. goin’ to a bbq and i am all out of outfits and too lazy to go to adventurehouse to collect more.