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Poor Sharif, wants to be in Heather and will take her any way he can get her. Whoa - I didn't mean that. This is us just sprawling in the dandelions together. Then we were ALL pollenated, and we were ALL attacked by bees. Sigh. So sad.

April 25th, 2004.
It's a lazy day. Exhausted from carrying far, far too much musical equipment back and forth and back and forth and back and forth across the Oberlin campus, we find our heroes crashing on couches in the Aaron Abode. Aabode? Hrm.

Sharif has to be back for work, so he's on the road, driving steadily homeward, but Heather and I are just draping ourselves like lazy kittens here and there through out the town.

Heather's hunting through Aaron's hard drive for old We're About 9 music that she hasn't gotten her hands on yet... she's found a lot of it, but as of yet can't figure

 

Fittin shit in the car. Sharif in a "you want that where?" moment.

out how to move it from point a to point b.

Anywho, I'm not really sure, but this trip out has been extra exhausting. I think mostly because we haven't had any beds to sleep in. We've gotten uber-spoiled, in that almost every place we've gone, up till now, has had a guest room or something for us to crash in. Unfortunately for our current predicament - Sarah's place only has the worst foldy outy bed in the history of man's creation of foldy outy beds, and Aaron has hardwood floors. I've become a pansy, and I'm not afraid to admit it. Gosh, I want softness.

In the "good things" category, we have the publication of Heather's post to a body modification ezine - Go to http://www.bmezine.com/pierce/01-ear/A40422/earillus.html. That's my story. Two more weeks and I go back to get measured for the barbell. Yay! as well as a new article about us in the Prince George's Community College OWL (look for the entertainment link on the left).

 
 
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