so, i drove to st. augustine yesterday for an against me! show... and it was sold out. i blame it on richard plyman. i asked off more than a week ago and he said flat-out no, then sent me home when i got to work yesterday. i got excited and just headed down there. seriously, i have to stop trying to see that band. it's always a disaster.

the first time i saw them i left my wallet on top of my car while pumping gas on the southside in savannah and didn't realize until i was trying to pay for the show. i had to go all the way back (a good half hour drive) to find my wallet sprawled all over abercorn and dodge traffic to retrieve the contents. even though that brought me back within a few blocks of home, i was like, fuck that and went back to the show. by myself. and had a lot of fun. my wallet did not feel the same way.

then there's that time that i drove the van to augusta to pick ryan up on the way to an anti-flag/against me! show in atlanta. well, almost. it broke down a few miles shy of augusta. we went to atlanta in his car anyway, but only caught anti-flag. and you know i love some anti-flag (i may actually be an angsty preteen boy with a black hoodie underneath my tye-died exterior) but anti-flag is no against me! whatsoever. those are the worst cases, but i've never had an easy going against me! experience. maybe it's just because i've never had an easy going experience PERIOD.

anywho, other things are going on too, but i don't feel like sitting here anymore.