Dear fuck shit. A weekend off is pretty well needed. I may even stay off the sauce. What the world needs now is not Kev stumbling through bars with a belly full of beer. But it's Friday night and I'm here kinda lonesome and pretty blue and very bored. Beer beckons and I'm not the strongest at resisting thirst. But I just found out I have a good heart and Iall this shithead nostalgia may, in fact, indicate some sort of decent part of me.
Alright enough with that crap. I read it back and it's starting to sound like an alchoholic William Carlos Williams.
this is just to say
I drank that tecate
that was next to the lettuce. Sorry,
but it fucked me up and tasted
So cold, so effective.
See y'all in a few weeks. I just got word that after 15 years I'm gonn get to play a show with Liam and his merry whatevers. I know Matt's done it a few times, but I never have and I'm excited. Of course this means theyure getting the album out after way too long. Date's not solid, I'll get it here when it is.