How to take on more than you can chew.
If you're not used to it, ya can't just jump on in.
You can but expect to roll under the wheel more than twice.
Check out the skids on my face!
The bags under my eyes hold the blackness of all the universe.
Swollen with galaxies.
But mostly just stress and insomnia.
But hey! I'm smiling.
Because of this bit of news:
I sent Joe Jack of the Dead Milkman an e-mail like a couple of days ago,
telling him I'm a fan blah blah and asking if he would perform here in El Paso if I could get a venue for him to perform at
and then threw in the whole "I'll wine and dine you at Chicos" not thinking he would respond, not thinking he would even respond so quickly! But he did. That cute little nasally philli weirdo might come to perform solo, eco friendly, unplugged. Or possibly with The Dead Milkmen but of course minus Dave.
They're "re-grouping" at Fun Fun Fun Fest, so let's go!
I get so excited about things and tend to over analyze what actually will happen.
So I hope that this isn't one of those moments. I'm already practicing what I'm going to talk to him about when he comes.
"can i get you a beer, dude?"
"oh of course, duffy."
"here you go, on the house."
"come on tour with me, duffy. you're cool."
"yeah dude, lets go."
then we'll take over the world one retard at a time.
that was the best way i thought i could speak to him casually.
Anyway... I'm re-taking my SATs this Saturday.
wish me luck.
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