I just cashed my paycheck. It was only $62 cuz I took some days off, but the lady hooked me up, for reals. I cashed my entire check in $2 bills. They’re all sequentially numbered, uncreased, perfect. I’m glad I get such a kick of out lame shit like this, it keeps me entertained.
I’m going to spend them all on food and tshirts, probably.
Tonight I’m interviewing James, I’m really nervous, but I think I can handle it. I’m almost totally prepared. Camera, recorder, notes, whatever. I think Nikki is coming. We hung out last night; I missed her. We went to Moe’s, duh.
I want to go to Boston tomorrow, I don’t really have a plan but I don’t have a whole lot else to do.
Me and Kirsten and her friend Jamie went to see This Providence the other night, at an American Legion in Oxford. It was sweet. Oh yeah, duh, I met Ava finally, holla.
See you guys at the Reggie/NFG (blegh) show tonight, if you’re going. Don’t leave me messages tomorrow saying OMG I SAW YOU BUT DIDN”T SAY NETHIN, because I’ll probably punch you.
Oh yeah, this totally isn’t even a priority for me, but there were some violence threats made, via note left in the bathroom at school. Kind of hillarious if you ask me. They were checking everyone at the door yesterday for whatever, and the line was so long and out the door so I got back in my car and went to Dunkin Donuts. Apparently some guy reported me to the police, saying “a tall, thin, very suspicious-looking boy wearing a knitted scarf saw that we were checking bags, RAN back to his car, and peeled out of the parking lot.” What the fuck, I came back and they took my coffee away. Am I really suspicious looking? That dude can eat a bowl of dicks.