July 07, 2007


You know how some nights you leave the house wanting to milk summer for what it's worth but all you get is a good glimpse at the rotten soul of the universe as it exists in and outside of yuppie jizz discos?
So out of desperation, you and your friends go the bar you hate trying to make good on yr efforts, and the vibe is like an episode of Cheaters and everyone is acting like the James Spader character in an 80's teen drama and you sit there sucking down yr ice water and thinking "I put on shoes for this?!"
You walk home with your best friend, each carrying an end of yr bent up bike, trying to remember the chronology of the Husker Du discography and it's all the lame-fun you need right there. Aging loners waxing nerdy in the night light.

Posted by Jessica at July 7, 2007 02:48 PM | TrackBack