That don't impress me much
Man, I have that song in my head. amanda and I were singing it on the way home.

the week in a nutshell (the reader's digest version):
Tuesday- Jason. AMRAZING. 'nuff said.
Wednesday- um...drawing a blank here...lots of sleeping
Thursday- stage crew. long, arduous work on the right loft, but let me tell you- its EMPTY! I never thought I'd see the day. Why, its almost enough to make one's eyes glaze over.
Friday- Branch's, hot tub, kickball, ice cream, movie. That pretty much sums it up.

You think you're a genius, you drive me up a wall
So, irony- today, I ventured to border's with elizabeth amanda and caitlin. Well, see, first, amanda and elizabeth and I were there, and then we got bored, and got in my car, and Norbert was all vibrate-esque, and caitlin left a message saying she wanted to go to borders. so we picked her up and went back. along the drive there, she was like "what if bob* is there?" and we were like, "we were just there, he wont be". (lets not get into the story of bob) and well, he and some others who I am also aquainted with were there, as it were. Ironic. Bob recognised her, too. Only, this girl, Gertrude* was there, too. She was being a bitch. Mean.

All that extra-hold gel in your hair outa lock it
I don't have extra hold gel holding my hair in place. Rather, its Kool Aidddddddd! (not sure where that came from) but, anyway, its actually turned out this really cool shade of red, only I didn't wash it out, so my hair is all sticky and gelatenous and broom-like. It'd be cool if I didn't look like I had dandruff from all the sugar flaking out of it.

I can't believe you kiss your car goodnight
Man. I'm stupid. Today, I was at taco bell, and I had to back out, and I smashed into a pole. fortuatle,y no damage was done to my car, and to my knowledge, the pole had already been leaning over in that direction before I hit it.

So you're brad pitt
Other highlights of today: hot guy in The Day after Tomorrow, going to this ice cream place I forgot the name of, two shots of espresso, chilaxin' with my mothers psycho friend, who is basically me in 40 years, bearden's...thats about it.

Oh, oh, oh-ooo
My hair smellys nummy. I'm tired. I was going to make this a longer, more interesting in depth post, reflecting on the concert and whatnot, but...I'm too lazy. Nappy time!

yo ho
yo ho
a (lazy, sleepy, cherry-flavoured) pirate's life for
~me

*names have been changed to protect the innocent...and the not so innocent.