July 06, 2004
4july04
(pictures beneath the babble)
4! sleep sleep phone call hurry (forget to lock the door!, pleasant shock) oh it's you! barbeque! shit goes crazy, honey lager homemade like potatoes, climbing the roof in a skirt too bad you have to pee. bottle rockets, bam! jam (metal)! when I hug I stab you with my shoulder, bitches. dark! local music that we know the words to, yo. Cute boys and Cure covers. many hours. math does not exist at 4:44 AM. sick! (lame.) .9999999999999. her name is ellen! but sadly not from pete and pete. sleep? window light early morning. home in rainroof mildew funness, at 3 30 in the afternoon, to bed.
noah and a then conscious ed
my favorite picture of the evening. mark and ed.
(warning!)
calm down, it's an uncooked hot dog. my friends are mean, mean people and I love it.
jay, mark, chris, noah, pete (he's looking down only to hide that he, too, is a red-eyed demon of hellacious doom).
chris and jay. please note the orange juice on the counter in the background. where the hell did it go later? I was looking for it, the bastard.