let's see. it is the weekend. i was going to go to see some bands, but plans failed. :( 1.31... i'm going to see boys night out-moneen-beautiful mistake-and senses fails. that should be fun. shows are ALWAYS fun...even with sucky bands. so, on that note(okay so this has nothing to do with that) im going to give you a fun paragraph: enjoy: (i didn't write this...i don't know who did.) You're more punk, hardcore, mod, streightedge, emo, indie than me. Your hair is cooler, your pants are tighter, you have more tattoos. You have cooler pins on your messenger bag and your favorite band is more obscure than mine. Your shoes are more vintage and so is your t-shirt. You own more black clothes than me. Your glasses are thicker and blacker than mine, the plugs in your ears are bigger. You know more people in bands and your black jelly braclets are the envy of scenesters everywhere. Your photography is blacker and whiter, your makeoutclub profile is wittier, and you have much better soul records. . . Because as we all know that's what really matters. In a scene where the music has taken a backseat to the haircuts, you win and i lose.