when i was packing for my trip to austin, i made sure to pack my back-up pair of glasses. being a complete punk ass my entire life and a straight up FOUREYES, i knew they’d probably break at some point.
thank you burger records, for not making me feel like i was being a cautious square. i am NOT a square, just a PROFESSIONAL PARTY DUDE, i just know the tools i need to proceed.
glasses broken - 1
parties partied - ∞
DEAL WITH IT
OREGON, SEE YOU SOON
AUSTIN IS SCREAMING FOR OUR DEPARTURE
p.s. bill murray was at BURGERMANIA and people got in a fist fight to see him and instead of dealing with that shit me and amelia were double flirting a lady from spain who looked like xuxa
we went to a REALLY wild vintage clothes/costume shop today called LUCY IN DISGUISE WITH DIAMONDS and they were total weirdo rock n roll ladies who helped us out, they had enamel pins and weird leather jackets of every color, they got really stoked while we were talking about ALLIHALLA since i was wearing my shirt, and we gave them some PORK since they were fucking creeps like us!
we partied REALLY HARD with HOTTUB last night, JESUS CHRIST those girls are perfect fun babies, they like to party wild and they pull you on stage and climb on top of speakers and aggressively force people to dance.
i love girls that threaten you to party, staring at you with that FUCK YOU, FUCK ME face