Come on everybody, we've got quiltin' to do
Stereolab is touring through San Francisco in March, prompting a newly hatched plan to fly over and see the show with my friend and fellow fan, Anna Pants O' the Banana.
My travel dreams are getting expensive. I want to get home for my birthday. I'm going to Germany this summer. I'm taking Dad to a Red Sox game in Boston for Father's Day. I'd also like to go home again before July hits and I'm knee-deep in tourists willing to provide me with the disposable income I need to complete my missions, months too late.
I'm cramped with excitement over Lindsey's upcoming visit in April. We had a regular blast-fest two Octobers ago, despite my shell-shock and inability to remember what road goes to where and how not to pay $10 for a sandwich from the cafeteria in the college's basement. AIDS!
My travel dreams are getting expensive. I want to get home for my birthday. I'm going to Germany this summer. I'm taking Dad to a Red Sox game in Boston for Father's Day. I'd also like to go home again before July hits and I'm knee-deep in tourists willing to provide me with the disposable income I need to complete my missions, months too late.
I'm cramped with excitement over Lindsey's upcoming visit in April. We had a regular blast-fest two Octobers ago, despite my shell-shock and inability to remember what road goes to where and how not to pay $10 for a sandwich from the cafeteria in the college's basement. AIDS!
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I can't wait! Let's not spend the entire week in the ganja hut, OK? Oh, what am I saying?!? Let's totally spend the week in the ganja hut.
See, you're turning into a pot smoker again. I'm turning into one too, though. I don't mooch off other people's stash and seek out my own.
I already made reservations, my friend.
Telly, everyone starts out that way. No worries.
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