drinky drink

nice bachelor's party yes

Rock Bottom yuppie bar like T.G.I. Friday's, but oh the grungy waiter with a flyer for his band stuck in the bill, heh. We forgave him that for the fact that he had to deal with men at one table hitting on women at another and then those same dudes wanting to step outside with someone else... plus, free samples of beer, yes.

The the Inner Town Pub. Kamikaze, more beer, a bottled cider for me. Tim walked me home, and I am singing to myself. Tums eaten, water at hand, aspirin soon to follow.

Hi, I am floating and I am alright alright alright.

I wanted to take people by the chin and look at them and kiss them.

The world is OK for now.

Come down, come talk to me

I am going to play Peter Gabriel's Us, out of sheer respect for the kick-ass-osity of it. I drown in that album; beautiful stuff. Lots of noise, textures. Plus from Us is a brilliant companion to this CD.

Mmmmm.

Sound on cool air, warm sun.