the boring leading the bored

Sunday, August 03, 2003
and i had to turn away to keep from bursting

... it usually goes that way.

irish festival today! i never thought i'd go, but it was free... Rojo's mom had tickets and he took me. it was fun, for a while we just walked around and looked at irishy crap. rojo threatened to flog me if i bought any crazy irish clothes. we eventually (quickly) got bored and decided to go catch flogging molly, so we walked over. and who gave me a running, knock-me-over-if-he-hadn't-caught-me hug? BEN! it took me completely by surprise... in so many ways. we were excited to see him... we had just been discussing how he, too, would not appreciate crazy irish clothing. he said he couldn't miss flogging molly, especially because his sister ADORES them. i wonder what sarah said when he told her... anyway, said band rocked my casbah, totally. i may have to put their album on the (extensive) list of albums i desire to purchase but don't have the money for. after the show we lounged about on the grass and then ben ran home (he ran there from his house) and me and rojo swung by panera where i got dinner. and green beer! okay fine... it was green apple soda. and it was good. then we went to church. it was nice... learned a lot about friendship. after i went for a walk. i planned on walking alone but ben and jerron joined me. it was rather pleasant. but there were bugs. i have two bites... that i've noticed anyway. we sat on matt's (yeah catch-22!) car and discussed cars. i mostly just sat... i had little to say. but i enjoyed the company and all.

i always hate to leave that place.

what happened? i want to know. and you cant tell me its nothing.

music: flogging molly and the cure, the 13th... reminds me of things.


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