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mark's feelings diary?Funny to think that after all that pain and heart ache, the feeling of a vacuum of calmness can move in so quickly. Life is strange.
Mon, Nov 30: Stella’s/City O’ City
Tue, Dec 1: Stella’s/ Sputnik
Wed, Dec 2: Stella’s/ Pearl St. Bar and Grill
Thur, Dec 3: Stella’s/Tattered Cover/Paris on the Platte
Fri, Dec 4: Stella’s/ Catacombs/Connor’s
Sat, Dec 5: Stella’s/ The Thin Man
Sun, Dec 6: Lucile’s/Stella’s
Mon, Dec 7 (Pearl Harbor Day): Mt. Sun
Tue, Dec 8: Stella’s/ Cherry Cricket
Wed, Dec 9: Hutch and Spoon/ Stella’s…?
Average price of coffee: 1.90
1.90x9= 17.10
Average price of Happy hour Pabst: 2.50
2.50x…. ahh fuck it I’m going to be broke soon anyway.
Anyone want to fund my happy hour unemployment routine?
Kazuki Tomokawa.
The passion and pain found in this man’s voice is overwhelming.
kate took this totally bitchin’ photo of me. what’s going on here?
a) droppin a turd on the couch
b) being a turtle
c) smelled mark’s turdsd) remebering that you’re sober
e) holding back explosive thai food shitz
f) feeling something gross with your feet
Mobile: new iPhone app “PBRmeASAP.” Find loctions where pabst can be obtained. You can even check off locations that you have been to. Pabst Brigade starting the Denver PBR tour. Today inaugural PBR at Paris with Scott, Eric and Kate (the map highlights icons in red for the locations you’ve been to… AWESOME)
We have a lot of work to do…
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-Sartre
No, I’m not bitter or anything…
Wow,
Punta del Diablo. I see a season working here at the bar. Living in a tent on the beach in Uruguay for a while might do the soul some good.
Now my plans of coming home in a few weeks seem less likely…
Its been a while since I´ve stayed at a hostel, but to quote Family Guy on this one: It smells like there is a cat, but there is probably no cat…
damn smelly europeans…
Really…
There comes a time in every young man’s life where his bowels are sent a quiver by the presence of foreign police who mistake him for someone they feel the need to shake down.
I was walking home with a post drunk sandwich and two cops came running after me, put me against a wall and shook me down. Both of them were pretty pissed because they thought I was ignoring them, but really I was just too involved in my sandwich to notice otherwise. I thought they were going to steal my money but they didn’t. However, they did pat me down, search the credit card slots in my wallet, my hat and the bag my sandwich came in. I must have been mistaken for a pretty savvy criminal mastermind.
I am confused…