a nice lil surprise to clueless me who was just there to see pains of bein' pure but then was given twin shadow as a shiny sparkling special lil opener who coincidentally stole the show
start 2 get that munney from writin' the haiku...
they say 'never meet ur heroes' and it's tru cus i met doug after the show but was so happy i became 100% numb/mute/frozen so steven explained i was "a rly big fan" and snapped an awkward pic of me + doug, but ashamedly i still couldn't move or speak so then he was gone & it was all over baby blu :x
ofc he was barefoot & it was beautiful
lmao to the experience of waiting in line to hear the show was cancelled (poor avey was sick?) and then watching everyone bemoan how many drugs/chemicals they'd just ingested for nothing (and then clumsily climb back onto canadian public transport together, all of us just sadly tryna get back home to sleep n laff it off)
lufly colorful world & getting lost with steven on the way back to my own dorm
slicin up eyeballs ahahaho! this was the grooviest birthday present
for some reason this was at a tiny lil university campus (brandeis) and i got a bit lost taking the bus/train there but made it(!) in time to chill n look at them from across the room, sittin' on a strange little red sofa all by my lonesome
i have a vague memory of rivers cuomo becoming a holograph at one point...did that rly happen?
she brought her big ol harp n everything!
happy new year to ira on the escalator
also a very nice boy
who knew they were so sassy
zzzzZzzz i fell asleep and security thot i was drunk but rly i was just sleepy cus it was a p boring show but still nice
beautiful lil alien babylady
trippin the life fantastic (sry radiohead)
kind of (i forgot my ID so they wouldn't let me in despite the fact i wore my own lil denim jacket to match daniel n prove i was cleaRLY an avid fan...but it ok cus i got to see max & his big afro comin' outta the 711 next door and i squeaked out 'HEy' in recognition
kinda uncomfortable (in a strange time travelin' way) but still nice to see
ode to the crazy aggressive drunk boy who moshed in front of me and spilled his beer on my poor backpack
my lovely swedish brother
he was so kurt vile-y, it blew my mind