I said there's more to life than a broken heart (did it console ya?)

Why is being in your early 20s so effing CONFUSING?! Can someone just wake me up (or sober me up) when it's all over?! My mind cannot take the stress of crappy retail employment, searching for career-related employment, being poor, and trying to find a boy to have a relationship with, anymore. Hellz, not even a boy to find a relationship with, but just one to give ONE FLYING FUCK about me after we've kissed. Jesus H. Christopher. I mean, I'm pretty romantically aneorexic, I am completely starved of it and I fucking FEAR it, but I mean, this whole completely casual-we've-never-even-touched things is beyond me. FUCK I don't wanna fucking see you everyday and cuddle and write poety n'shizz, but must we START THINGS OFF with the "I don't want anything serious right now" speech?! Boys want it both ways. They want to git nekkid but they don't want to be friends. Acquaintances that fuck?! That's geedee ridiculous, that's a big acquainting. Do they have no emotions?! They're a vast heartless lot, and I'm done with 'em. I know I've said it before, but this time it's fer realreal, not for playplay. They can take their geetars and shove'em. I'm tired of my bad effing judgement. I suppose all my good taste in music has left no room for taste in men. Speaking of MUSIC, my REAL true love..

Aerovox are playing this week at Fat Baby, be there or be square. Yours truly will be handing out flyers (oh, yeah, I'm THAT girl), because I think they are amazing and I would do anything ta help 'em out. Because I believe they can fly, I believe they can touuuuch the skyyyyy (yeah, that was some Brian McKnight in thar, what-what!) AMAZING like whoooa ya'll. I seriously like, sing their geedee songs in my sleep. Here's their webbysites:

Aerovox

Aerovox Myspace

And ALSO best thing this week, Bunny tix on sale!! Woot!! A Bunnyshow in the summer..holy moly..I can barely contain my fancy work! HAHA Sara!! FANCY WORK!!

Also, in a couple weeks, Elefant are headling Webster Hall. Where I will be in the front row, throwing a rose at Diego and yelling at Jeff, "I LOVE YOUUUUUU!!" to which he will reply, " You are weird!!" And we will DANCE ZEE DANCE OF LIFE!! And when they play Sirens, I will swoon and faint.
But tonite it is Cinqo de Mayo, and although I am Hungarian and mostly all Eastern European, I will tequila shot myself into a coma with Tasha in Billysburg (FUCK YOU Billysburg, and your beautiful ilk!!) , and perhaps do some salso dancing with other Apple peeps. Fuck, I ain't Irish but that didn't stop me from partaking in St. Patty's. I LOVE DRINKING HOLIDAYS. End of effin' story. Let's do a Friday recap:

LOVE: Drinking Holidays (especially involving shots and dancing)
HATE: Boys
FANCY WORK ASPLODING FOR: Aerovox, Bunny, and Elefant shows
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