The Clash!

Big event! Big event! Important! It's raining cats and dogs over here and I found the time to wish a great day of tomorrow to everyone who bothers reading this and specially to Amira and her no named band. I know you have to practise, and you are nervous and afraid is going to be horrible, and it's not a big deal since it's just a bunch of drunk guys/dudettes and they won't even remember you desastrous gig, and Ines is not in line and syncronized with the rest of the band, and the thing won't flow naturally and you will end up like a miserable wannabe musician pitting in the subway eating 2 days bread and sleeping in the rain, and you might need some hard drugs to move your lazy ass to the stage and your bassist will scream really really loud as he did on the practise only louder (and it's not an high note this time :D) but...

You are still Amira dudette, musician in part time, wannabe architect and pain in the ass. And I really hope you have fun most of all like Ken has while smoking. xd

*Postponed for friday due some artificial intelligences*