It seems as though the fates are against me. Every time one of my favorite bands goes on tour in my state and esspecially when the place is near to me somthing alwase happens so that I cant go see them. It's like I'm cursed to not be able to see them live.
Well life still goes on. Got to shave with my stright razor today, it's alot of fun once you figure out how not to cut you jugular open. It's kinda like scrapeing rust off of somthing, you take little swipes untill the hairs are cut down to the skin. And you cant have the blade at too high or low of an angle. Too high wouldcause you to rip the hairs out and too low would cause you to have too re-apply your neck to your shoulders with super glue. :P
Incidentally this is my 84th post. Man I can't belive that this blog survived two weeks let alone 6 months. That's half a year!
The Fiish
If the strong fail, the weak must stand in their stead.
1 comment:
I know exactly what's that's like!(missing favorite bands) I just settled for OK concerts until my dad took me and big bro on a road trip to, not one but TWO, back to back concerts of my fav. band. VERY COOL! My dad is very cool :D
So sounds like road trip time for you ;)
DHG jr.
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