i want you to go to my high school: Jun. 19, 2003 (11:11 pm)

i got lost on the drive home. i was listening to joan of arc and steam was rising up from the streets and with my highbeams it looked like i was running over dogs. it didn't bother me so much; i'm more afraid of hurting a bicycer. i was wondering if i heard your band before i saw ryan but i think i was just trying to stand next to david. (who was far far away tonight and maybe i was too. i was hungry.) i wish i had so i could write you a letter like a seymour glass or even just so i knew. it didn't sound like modest mouse, but it sounded nice.

tonight i felt stunningly out of place and kind of older and then i'd open my mouth and feel dumber. sometimes at least.

work was good, though.

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