weekend nachos

so last weekend proved to live up to its hype, which is a fresh change from the norm. in my current state, i could care less that its a weekday, weekend or a holiday. days just roll by at an extremely slow pace. when i was working, i looked forward to the weekend, a chance to truly party. normally they would be alright but never lived up to the over-hyped expectations that we all had for them. anyways, last weekend ruled.

friday = awesome party. place got jam packed, i fell over, some idiot started playing with my crutches, goddamn was that guy stupid. go take more artsy club kid pictures of yourself, dumbass. beer tornadoes, no shirts, emma's tits out(so you know it was raging) and too much whiskey.

saturday was the black ships, barn burner, snake master, die brucke show at the black dot. i somehow managed to cut my finger pretty badly at my house on a lamp before the show. so not only did i play twice with a broken foot, but my finger was also bleeding all over the place. show was awesome, everyone liked all the bands. snake master is the coolest metal band you can think of.

i am a walking disaster these days. what the fuck.

i want nachos.