2004-04-24 - 5:25 a.m.
dear diary,
i love the new modest mouse.
i have been awake for almost 48 hours straight.
i went fishing this morning.
first time this spring i haven't caught at thing but snags. jamie caught a nice sized striped bass [i know sorry, this is incredibly white trash and midwest of me]
nathan caught a 50 pound carp. i've never seen anything so stunning and wonderful in my entire life.
until the fish died. it took 45 minutes. it felt so wrong to take something so powerful and part of the river's history and let it die for the sake of a snapshot. nobody eats carp anyway. i could've stuck my entire hand into its mouth.
that was almost 12 hours ago. i can't stop thinking about it.
i don't know how i feel yet. i'm avoiding "feelings." oh, and showers. it's been 5 days. i'm perfecting my gutterpunk look.
if i could marry the modest mouse idealism that they represent, i would. i mean, it would be much better than actually marrying anyone IN modest mouse.
sign of the carp.
people talking soda pop.