desolation angels: desolation in alibi
i have to warn you, i’m intoxicated.
desolation in alibi
so today i was in a swimming pool for the first time in a long time, and they made me get my hair wet. getting my head underwater in a swimming pool is a different procedure then getting my hair wet in the canal. the canal is natural and free. a swimming pool is rife with chemicals and organic waste. damn fieman and his incessant squirting and splashing.
later i hung out with the kids doing the thing. you know, hanging around doing not much. then i get a call from fieman and ross letting me know my presence was needed at ross’s house. three or four–*yes i count those baby shots*– shots later we were standing around outside waiting for a taxi i was sure was never to come. eventually we did make it to the alibi room, which did not disappoint me, i danced like there was no tomorrow. but then we magically ended up at some goth vampire bar called knock knocks. it must have been the pink hair and leather i kept seeing or the industrial beats but i danced like there was no…a minute from now.
fieman and i had a great talk. everything is right with the world et cetera et cetera.
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