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jchrisobrien) wrote2001-05-09 09:41 pm
jchrisobrien) wrote2001-05-09 09:41 pm
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Instead of spending $150 dollars for a new top for clubbing, I bought a $17 dollar CD instead. Failure, by Assmeblage 23. Verrrrrry good.
The top was interesting and I liked it (lots of leather and straps) but it didn't quite fit right, and if I'm going to sink that much into a shirt it better be just right. I was rather pissed leaving Hubba Hubba actually. I saw all of two shirts that looked like guys could wear them. Hey, girls look better in shiny things than guys do, granted, but what if I want to wear something besides a T-shirt when I go dancing? Where's my stylin' gear, eh?
Daniel Meier returns to ManRay tonight for more industrial goodness. I anticipate a kick ass night of dancing.
Another sublime moment walking across the bridge from work today. I have to admit, I don't give spring enough credit. It's no fall by any means, but it's really damn nice. Moments like that I want to weave into a blanket, wrap them around me, and turn off my alarm clock.
I really, really, want to do my earlier idea I talked about: get a small group of people, maybe some wine, and go out to the country and watch the stars.
Magnificent.
The top was interesting and I liked it (lots of leather and straps) but it didn't quite fit right, and if I'm going to sink that much into a shirt it better be just right. I was rather pissed leaving Hubba Hubba actually. I saw all of two shirts that looked like guys could wear them. Hey, girls look better in shiny things than guys do, granted, but what if I want to wear something besides a T-shirt when I go dancing? Where's my stylin' gear, eh?
Daniel Meier returns to ManRay tonight for more industrial goodness. I anticipate a kick ass night of dancing.
Another sublime moment walking across the bridge from work today. I have to admit, I don't give spring enough credit. It's no fall by any means, but it's really damn nice. Moments like that I want to weave into a blanket, wrap them around me, and turn off my alarm clock.
I really, really, want to do my earlier idea I talked about: get a small group of people, maybe some wine, and go out to the country and watch the stars.
Magnificent.
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