Author: Ashleigh? Or Unknown Rev History Rev .00 - 07/14/2002 Rev .01 - 03/09/2022 Editor’s Note: This was a recovered hand-written note from the Black Unicorn Press Archive, before it was destroyed in the flood of 2016. The script appeared feminine in nature, if letters or the means of writing them can be gendered.
July 14th, 2002
My fucking day –
- First thing I did today? Fuck. Quietly slip out of bed, find clothes and sneak out of house without waking whoever the fuck that was, uh, Andi, maybe?
- Walked over to Bar for breakfast of champions:
- Spicy chicken wings and a bloody Marias.
- Walked by the Stanky and see if anyone is up and going fishing.
- Woke up the dipshits in Fort Bonerton and convince them to go to blue lake.
- Got a ride in the butter butter to the Troy mills liquor store to by the ingredients to make Kirksville Coronas, that’s a Miller High Life with a Lime.
- Next stop was that pervy fucking professor’s house that always tries to sleep with students…but has the nice deck that leans out over the lake.
- swam
- drank
beerKirksville Coronas - BBQ’d corn + brats
- Ate that shit.
- Had the sober dumbass with the straight-edge tattoos drive us back into town for band practice at the Aquadome.
- Kicked some fucking ass at practice.
- wrote a new song
- nailed “hit me with your best shot.”
- Walked over to the university library to check email and picked up an obscure book on drawing dead fish, and Living My Life by Emma G.
- Read in the air conditioning until dinner time
- Went back to the stanky to what the fat jew is cooking for dinner.
- Ate vegan French toast with strawberries covered in chocolate glaze with a side of fries.
- switched to Dickle after dinner, sat on the porch and played dominos until enough people show up to have a dance party.
- Danced until that shit hole smelled like a wet gym sock.
- Hopped the fence to the pool and swam by myself to cool off.
- Went back to the stanky to see who is up for a slumber party at the old abandoned Traveler’s inn.
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