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Worked the whole shift being helpful and normal, and this is what was waiting the second I got home. Black tee came off, the camera didn't. Unlock it and tell me which part you're rewinding.
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Worked the whole shift being helpful and normal, and this is what was waiting the second I got home. Black tee came off, the camera didn't. Unlock it and tell me which part you're rewinding.
Smashing Pumpkins at the Moda tonight and my body is still collecting the debt from last night. This is as far as getting up has gone so far — talk me out of the show or into round two first?
BETTY at Holocene and it's somehow even gayer than advertised. The witch hat survived the whole night, the fishnets did not, and I'm not fixing either. Come drag me back to the floor before they shut it down?
Costume for the warehouse party is still on the hanger and I got completely sidetracked. You'd have walked in right about now — what are you doing?
The horror marathon's still running but I gave up on the plot somewhere around the second kill. Tell me what you'd do if you found me like this.
Protomartyr at the Aladdin tonight and I came home from the shop with every intention of getting dressed. This happened instead. Tell me you'd walk in and finish it.
Everclear's playing their hometown tonight and my brain decided that meant waking up stupid early to dig through every drawer I own for the right flannel. The rest of me hasn't bothered with a shirt yet. Tell me which one survives the pit?
Psycho with the full symphony score or Team Dresch's record release — my brain has been running this debate for hours and the cereal box isn't helping. Thrillers usually win. Pick one for me?
Cherry Poppin' Daddies turned Star Theater into an actual swing floor and I lost a button somewhere around song four. Find me by the bar before the encore?
Slow Pulp is at Revolution Hall tonight and I bought a single ticket before my feet even hit the floor. Now I'm skating to work like a normal person while my brain is already at the rail. Somebody tell me the next eight hours go fast.
Dinosaur Jr. went sold out before I even woke up and now I'm doing resale math over coffee instead of getting ready for work. Somebody out there has an extra ticket and doesn't know it yet — find me.