To the multiple people who have bitched about me not blogging, I am sorry that I am in a fuck funk right now with my creativity. Promise to be back up shortly once I feel inspired. For now, enjoy this photo of Kermit the Frog. until writer's block ends, akp
Being the music buff that I am, I have complied my concert list for this upcoming summer. I'm not a fan of going to a ton of shitty shows for a cheap price, rather seeing a few great concerts (that are regrettably more expensive) and getting my bang for my buck. June 8th, 2011: Panic! At the Disco, Riviera Theatre I am not the hugest fan of emo/alternative rock, but my boyfriend, Brian, loves all those So/Cal Punk bands (a former somewhat emo kid himself) plus, Panic brings me back to my youngin days of middle school when I used to blare "Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off" in the darkness of my basement, before I was allowed to have my own computer on Rhapsody. I really hope they play the entire "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out" album so I can shamelessly sing away at every lyric. July 8-10th, 2011: DMB CARAVAN, Grant Park God. I cannot even put into words how sick this lineup is. Obviously, Dave is the highligh...
Fuck. The real world and the virtual world have crossed over. I shamelessly exposed my blog to them and now, I can not longer scorn and bitch about them in a public forum. This could lead to some negative repercussions...So instead, I decided to do a little tribute about each of them, hoping that they'll read it and feel good about themselves for a brief moment the return to their bitter, self-loathing lives (only joking, kinda). I will specify that these friends are in NO particular order of favorites. And that no dirty secrets will be revealed, I can't go "Harriet the Spy" on all of them and have them hate me for writing down things observed in my journal. How about to keep it fair, I go in chronological order of when I met them? Caitlin Deirdre Lynch I decided to chose a picture where we look like utter and complete hotties, so that we can remember the good days. I met Caitlin in a very ambiguous year, sometime in preschool presumably, that it's so far...
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