The Toasters are playing in Brooklyn on my birthday! Tweleve dollars. Not sixty.
So far I have only found one person here who knows what ska music is. I find this to be extremely sad. But I dont really care if I only bring one person, because its the fucking Toasters. Their merch guy gives me free things because I have big boobs. Yeah free stuff! Depending on when they close out we may still go to the afterparty. I find it extremely convenient that my birthday comes on a Friday this year, and my first class on Monday dosnt start till tweleve thirty. We're considering making an entire weekend out of this.
Ive seriously had enough of the bullshit they call internet around here. Cassidy and I are definately getting our own this week. Its getting ridiculous. If more than three people sign on, it freezes and disables all other connectivity. Imma smack it. Fo sho.
Taylor got promoted today, and Im so proud of him. Hes only been working there since July, and hes already in the position directly under assistant manager. Bypassed everyone else, cause they suck at their jobs. Alot.
I have a ridiculous amount of shit to memorize by tomorrow. And not even songs or something like that. Things like:
The gloom of the sea and the gloom of the sky
Sat brooding over all
The seagulls knew and downward flew
Swooping with muted call
I know its to true that cows say moo
And owls in trees tu-whit tu-woo
And cats to kittens fondly mew
So now I want to ask of you
How hedgehogs speak, thats if they do.
Seriously. What the hell is that? I guess I already memorized that one since I just typed it, but still. I swear the lady that worte this book is on crack. She smokes as much crack as humanly possible, and then sits down and write speaking books. Its stupid. And I hate that class so much.
Fin.
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