It's funny how college is nothing like orientation. I rarely see Julie or Brianne or Boog and Anna never hangs out... haha, but it doesn't matter. Philaelphia might be the new Kennett Square. The other night, I sat out in front of Johnson and Hardwick with a bunch of kids that I've fallen in with (probably because most of us wear flannel/plaid, glasses and go to shows) on a patch of grass. We talked and I pulled the grass out from the ground... kinda like home, outside Michocana. I guess I'm comfortable now.
I've only been listening to the Death Set for twenty four hours but I couldn't be more excited to see them next month.
Chicago again this weekend. The first Gallagher wedding in an age. It should be... wild.
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My best friend fucking loves the Death Set! Never gave them a listen though.
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