velvetechos | Oct. 27th, 2002

Mwahaha, I'm blissfully floating around in the memories of my punk rock days at the moment. And God, it feels good. I've totally immersed myself into the metal, the industrial, and the "goth dance" over the past 3 or 4 years, but dammit, nothing riles me up, like when I put on one of those old punk rock CD's. The Exploited, Crass, GBH, Dead Kennedys, Cockney Rejects. Shit, those were definately my best friends back when I was 15, 16 years old. And while I'm not often in the mood for it anymore, the political views are still something I definitely agree with. And hey, once in a while..... we still all need to be "rolling down the stairs too drunk to fuck!" So it's Sunday morning and I am just fuckin in a punk rock mood! Maybe I should go find a nice overpass and curl up under it with a 40 of cheap malt liquor, and look through my old photo albums....
Nah. Dammit. I have responsibilities now. (>_<)