I need to get of this indie scene.
The Acorn performed splendidly last night. I wish I could have been alone… or at least without the painfully annoying dancing girl beside me. What’s with the kids these days? Seriously. Get fucking real. I wanted to push her. “Ooo we’re so indie”. Eat me. And take some dance lessons if you want to be drunk and annoying. Maybe I should start doing coke so I can hang out with the people who don’t inspire me to run with scissors. Or I could just move back to Alberta where you do coke by association.
OH, and another addition to the what the fuck list:
8 guys, all friends, with beards singing. Quite frightening really. That is, if I hadn’t been previously introduced to them one by one thinking in my head, ‘You all look the same. How will I tell you apart and remember your names?’
blankets - THE ACORN
when the morning comes, and the day is quiet, and you are in bed with a naked person - THE ACORN
darcy - THE ACORN
