14.5.07
[reverse the universe..]
wolf eyes - burned mind
neutral milk hotel - in an airplane over the sea
quix o tic - mortal mirror
deerhoof - apple o'
goatsnake - flower of disease
bic runga - drive
acid mothers temple - wild gals a go-go
animal collective - feels
electric wizard - dopethrone
and david bowie - the best of... (always)
disco... let's go..
discovered that "blogging" for me is really just trying to remember...
it's a struggle...
we can all assume that wine was involved.
daily...
assuming, also, waking up every morning at 8am...
and on friday i left again...
syracuse was gray. we had to get out...
girls just wanna have fun - cindi lauper
the trees have finally bloomed...
be my baby - the ronettes
runaway train - soul asylum
you don't own me - the blow monkeys
sun comes out. enter philadelphia...
eye of the tiger - survivor.
dungeon. now we have a loft in philly.
winelounge can be found across the gray's ferry bridge.
in university city..
black rob - "that shit is whoa..."
head to ECBV (for those of you who don't know... jersey...)
hewwo wawa...
"mariko, go get a bottle of wine."
5 minutes later...
"markio... four bottles of wine... alright."
2 hours later...
stained walls...
fire hazard ceiling art...
quoted:
"herbert johnson! i just ashed on the fucking bible!"
"that's blasphemy, man.."
phillies vs cubs...
"cole hamels, did you want my number.. or...?"
digging through my purse i'm sure i found a marker or two...
i'm sure the maids wont be happy.........
E.C./B.V. representing jersey.. Sai ASE ano GAW L.O.C. eleven SOMA
not so much not everywhere...
hokay so...
you need to RELAX
you take a walk..
you sit on a folded circus tent and drink your wine...
she's saying something about climbing the fence
and you're always on your phone...
thanks for the memories...
let's get the fuck out of jersey.
piss coffee and the temperature rises...
back in sweat city on foot...
hazel st. let down...
melted a little on market st.
"where's the van?!"
starbucks saves my life.
mariko beats up two old ladies and a little boy swearing, spitting and sweating.
she's not a fan i guess..
one day we will leave that city and drive by an urban... for the first and only time ever.
i'm sure we hit up another wawa or four...
consumers... we go shopping.
what's up, fellas....
dodging aids puddles in the rain...
jon's is the trusty joint...
9 dollar vodka and redbulls...
salad, but uh.. where's the dressing?
"your lips move, but i can’t hear what you’re saying..."
i gave up on the umbrella, mariko took a dip in the hiv.
pissing on dark streets...
sanitizing my feet because i wore sandals...
singing k's choice and bic runga songs as we leave the city...
fireworks!
salty coffee at cumbuns.
"let me whisper in your ear: angie, where will it lead us from here?"
we wont get back until 2:30am but i'm already making plans for then...
wish you were here and eclipse - pink floyd
syracuse.. up ahead..
bitter sweet symphony
motownphilly's back again... ABC BBD.
exhausted and wired.
yawning and delirious, we arrive.
and they take me back to same place i was before i left...
tired, but awake... waiting for something to go wrong.
tom shattered the glass table before i saw the sunrise.
brunch...
bubba's birthday..
very nice, how much?
yourspace.com (coming soon.. keep your mouth shut.)
drive to the middle of nowhere to get to the show with ted and joe.
the venue was in an indoor motocross arena..
over stimulated and playing tetris in the car...
not interested in chatting with old "friends"...
leave the show for a minute..
watch architect.
avoid people on the way out the door.
winelounge with mariko, mick, amy, jay and ted.
phillies vs cubs...
"cole hamels, did you want my number.. or...?"
digging through my purse i'm sure i found a marker or two...
i'm sure the maids wont be happy.........
E.C./B.V. representing jersey.. Sai ASE ano GAW L.O.C. eleven SOMA
not so much not everywhere...
hokay so...
you need to RELAX
you take a walk..
you sit on a folded circus tent and drink your wine...
she's saying something about climbing the fence
and you're always on your phone...
thanks for the memories...
let's get the fuck out of jersey.
piss coffee and the temperature rises...
back in sweat city on foot...
hazel st. let down...
melted a little on market st.
"where's the van?!"
starbucks saves my life.
mariko beats up two old ladies and a little boy swearing, spitting and sweating.
she's not a fan i guess..
one day we will leave that city and drive by an urban... for the first and only time ever.
i'm sure we hit up another wawa or four...
consumers... we go shopping.
what's up, fellas....
dodging aids puddles in the rain...
jon's is the trusty joint...
9 dollar vodka and redbulls...
salad, but uh.. where's the dressing?
"your lips move, but i can’t hear what you’re saying..."
i gave up on the umbrella, mariko took a dip in the hiv.
pissing on dark streets...
sanitizing my feet because i wore sandals...
singing k's choice and bic runga songs as we leave the city...
fireworks!
salty coffee at cumbuns.
"let me whisper in your ear: angie, where will it lead us from here?"
we wont get back until 2:30am but i'm already making plans for then...
wish you were here and eclipse - pink floyd
syracuse.. up ahead..
bitter sweet symphony
motownphilly's back again... ABC BBD.
exhausted and wired.
yawning and delirious, we arrive.
and they take me back to same place i was before i left...
tired, but awake... waiting for something to go wrong.
tom shattered the glass table before i saw the sunrise.
brunch...
bubba's birthday..
very nice, how much?
yourspace.com (coming soon.. keep your mouth shut.)
drive to the middle of nowhere to get to the show with ted and joe.
the venue was in an indoor motocross arena..
over stimulated and playing tetris in the car...
not interested in chatting with old "friends"...
leave the show for a minute..
watch architect.
avoid people on the way out the door.
winelounge with mariko, mick, amy, jay and ted.
someone's in the wolf - queens of the stone age
home and sleep.
05/18 - 05/19: NYC
05/20: seeya syracuse party at kyoko's. mixed drinks, wine and sushi. close friends only.
05/21 - 05/26: ...
05/27: tom ward III's birthday party. [..and my month long birthday extravaganza begins here]
06/01: hate; the fragrance. it's in the air.
06/06: visit me for my birthday. good luck.
06/09-6/11: syracuse
07/04 - 07/08: NYC
home and sleep.
05/18 - 05/19: NYC
05/20: seeya syracuse party at kyoko's. mixed drinks, wine and sushi. close friends only.
05/21 - 05/26: ...
05/27: tom ward III's birthday party. [..and my month long birthday extravaganza begins here]
06/01: hate; the fragrance. it's in the air.
06/06: visit me for my birthday. good luck.
06/09-6/11: syracuse
07/04 - 07/08: NYC
- posted by angela @ 9:49 AM
