somehow, nix and i, dressed in our sunday's best, convinced guanajatos to let us take our delicious summertime strawberry margaritas to go, and really by 'convincing' all i had to do was ask for cups and in exchange, we promised nice waiter man to go dancing with him upon nix's return from south carolina, which i should add is all too depressing, 7 days- nixless. that was a terribly long run on sentence.
i managed to get wacky off one margarita thanks to the exorbitant amount of tequila dispensed into it and enjoyed my wackiness at the paper boat gallery opening where some ghost stories were exchanged and talks of caucuses were had. in addition, we witnessed wooden robot and a providence, ri couple/artist/band set. no surprise that wooden robot did not disappoint. their gypsy/folkloric/crusty punk thing is fucking amazing. plus, faythe playing the saw creates some of the eeriest sounds my timid little ears have ever heard.
i'm currently waiting to slumber off but am unable to as the party i just came home from is conveniently and simultaneously annoyingly right next door and boy does sound travel loud and fast when you got a house with a lot of big open windows.
in news of pleasantries, i got summer crush part 2 going strong AND managed to coerce bob into being my date to julie and tj's wedding. one bad thing about having your crush live elsewhere- asking friends to fill in. and, tomorrow marks the day in which my gal pal extraordinare's fiance will realize he is going to move his sweet little self and soon-to-be wifey to milwuakee. in other words, my friends are visiting and after having witnessed lindsay fall in love with our city, im hoping travis will too so that they leave chicago- that sorry excuse for a city for where the land is good.
thankfully, i hear the soothing sound of beer bottles crashing into dumpsters outside my house so it may almost be time for bed.
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