I'm Old
So the show Tuesday night went really well. I overheard lots of good comments in the crowd after the Arks' set. There was a new song that was really interesting... The Dears were pretty good, but not really my cup of tea; at least not the part I heard (we snuck out to grab something to eat). I just don't do well with 12 minute songs. Anyway, I couldn't post anything yesterday because it took all the coffee, chocolate, and effort I could muster just to get through the work day. I do not function well on 4 1/2 hours of sleep. It's so painful when you hear yourself tripping over words and just generally sounding like an idiot because your brain is so foggy, and not being able to do anything about it. Used to be I could skip a night's sleep altogether and be able to keep my shit together. Not anymore. *sigh*
I'm wearing pantyhose today and hating it. Not only are they really uncomfortable, but they make me feel like an old lady. It was a little too chilly this morning to go without... But I have a feeling these will not last the day.
10.21.2004
10.19.2004
Hear Ye, Hear Ye
Chicagoans! Come one, come all! Tonight, Tuesday the 19th day of October in the year 2004, Arks will be performing their unique musical stylings to the delight of young and old at The Double Door in hip, happening Wicker Park. Doors open at 8:00, show starts at 9:00.
Chicagoans! Come one, come all! Tonight, Tuesday the 19th day of October in the year 2004, Arks will be performing their unique musical stylings to the delight of young and old at The Double Door in hip, happening Wicker Park. Doors open at 8:00, show starts at 9:00.
10.18.2004
Apology
Dear McIntosh apple,
I'm so sorry. I messed up big time - I strayed. I let myself be seduced by others - the Gala, the Fuji... Their siren songs were so powerful. I fell for the sweetness of the Fuji. I succombed to the cute speckles of the little Gala. I deserted you, my long-time favorite, for some sickly-sweet, coquettish flavor of the month. Damn my fickle taste! Damn my disloyalty!
I am here to ask for your forgiveness, dear McIntosh. I have found you again, and I will never, ever let you go. Sweet means nothing to me without the bite of your tart flesh!
Signed,
kaz
Dear McIntosh apple,
I'm so sorry. I messed up big time - I strayed. I let myself be seduced by others - the Gala, the Fuji... Their siren songs were so powerful. I fell for the sweetness of the Fuji. I succombed to the cute speckles of the little Gala. I deserted you, my long-time favorite, for some sickly-sweet, coquettish flavor of the month. Damn my fickle taste! Damn my disloyalty!
I am here to ask for your forgiveness, dear McIntosh. I have found you again, and I will never, ever let you go. Sweet means nothing to me without the bite of your tart flesh!
Signed,
kaz
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