hildeguardog's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How I don't know what I should do with my hands when I talk to you. How you don't know where you should look, so you look at my hands. Ooh, if winter is always like tonight, I'm gonna love it. The Weakerthans were amazing, as was their set. They played everything I wished for. They were so loud, and so mellow, and everything at different times, and even at the same time. Fan-fucking-tastic. 10:47 p.m. - Sunday, Sept. 28, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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