Stop playing at goodbye blue monday, god dam it! That place is filled with pompous wanna-be pretentious drug addicts & high school dropouts that have to resort to absurdly pathetic spoken word poetry and horn tooting to pay the bills (even though most venues would rather commit to blowing themselves, rather then paying those poor bastards), mostly their own. Please? I'll send you 62 stamps and a ring pop if you cancel that show. Unless thats your scene. Is it? It is what it is, it is what it, isn't.
i miss you guys! mike get me a job at your starbucks when i move back to philly. i'm desperate. if not i'm gonna come in everyday and be mean to you. cause it is a block from my apartment.
