Then Sedaris writes "good luck beating that rape charge" in my book. I laugh a bit, but then I'm thrown for a few minutes. Was I sending off creepy rapist vibes? Maybe the non spikey hair was rapist like? Whatever. Learning to not over analyze.
And the non studying continued. Bright Eyes (Connor Oberst) was playing at the Showbox with Mates of State and Death Cab for Cutie so there was no hope for studying that night. I'd always assumed that it would be really ugly inside, but it was actually quite nice. There was a line all down 1st, so I was happy to get in. Since it was all ages, I thought that I could avoid spending lots of money on alchol, but there were lovely bars and even more wonderful gin. All of the bands were great, and I even caught a bus home, so the anti-taxi fares made up for it.
