Sunday, August 16, 2009

broken social scene

unfortunities:

last night was pretty sick. got it on tape, too.
dunno where i woke up?
trainspotting.
thrill seekers
street walkers.
whornados
"fuck me i'm drunk"
cold hands, hot bodies
slick and superficial.
that guy dry humping the speaker was quite a hoot.
do what i say, step out the way. i'm dancing with you.
pushed my way to the middle of the floor and began grinding with a stranger.
plucked a lucky strike from this one guy's hand and blew it in his face.
kissed somebody with tongue. didn't think of lethal germ exchange or anything of that sort.
wondered what the meaning of a 'shoegazing muscian' might be.
chain smoking.
tease you.
less than 2% body fat.
if you're born between 1985 and 1993.
buddy holly glasses.
say no to date rape.
being in denial.
distinct lack of societal participation.
manorexic?
wearing sunglasses indoors, scarves in summer and other inappropriate wearing of accessories.
conspicuously snobbish about political affliations and musical leanings.
you're one too, you know.
local R20 acoustic shows
hey, you poser, that beer is perhaps the most watered down on the market! grow a pair.
oh...
putting bubbly in my hookah. choked on it, it was fizzy.
hitchhiking at night, some italian picked me up in his SUV and said we go party. i said no thanks, i just need a ride.
mouth to mouthing (passing of smoke).
surpassing the awkward stage.
drunk dialling
EPIIIC FAAAAIIIL.
sniffing coca cola through a straw.(rendition of coke snorting, yes indeed)
party on 2nd turn off oxford and lyle street - bring booze and a bird
skeletal blonds
the after hours
getting a harsh taste of the floor
your pants my couch
apocalypse meow
street rats
kelvin declined
birth control.
coming home smelling like second hand smoke.
'bet you he'll buy me a drink'
'where's your drink' or 'what you drinking?' as topics of initial conversation.
people getting in your personal space.
two guys and a gal.
cursory meetings (brief, perhaps unprotected)
euphemistic party in my pants.
post-operative words.
dingy bars (such their appeal, as they are dog caverns after dark, unpainted walls and a floor plastered in grime, with smoking stumps pushed down the sofa grooves and loud radio music.)
driving fast.

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