I went to the Quad Cities today with Tag, Ian, Jeff, and Julia
and by that I mean we all drove to it, then back through it, and back through it.. and by the time we stopped and we knew we were, everything was closed. There was constant screaming, and swearing, and laughing. It was great. I needed a life outside the showplace 8, outside Galesburg, and I guess a green station wagon was just the ticket. I think I'm going to hit up Chicago with Jeff by the end of this week, rock out to some Taking Back Sunday and gay clubs, perhaps some Metric.. I hope it doesn't fall through.. everything always falls through anymore. fuck adolescants.
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