deathcab for cutie - for what reason

whiskey burns like a bitch.
okay so if i ask really really super nicely, i can go to my cousin's for the fourth! another bonfire baby! oh yeah.
i spent a huge part of the day with my dad. we saw spiderman 2, then went out for lunch and went shopping at costco. we talked and argued and i made myself a pain in the ass. while eating, i started out trying to eat tiny little bites of pizza with a fork (took too long) and then switched to just readjusting the food in my mouth with my finger. not one weird look. not one raised eyebrow. no mention of my weird behavior, as well as my new retard-o talk. and every time scott's talking to my mom or dad, i stand behind them and wiggle my tongue out. you should see his face. it's so hard for him to not laugh. anyway. basically i can't get over this thing, it is so awesome. ahh, i have a tongue piercing!
the other day in shoreline, while we were driving around stoned and listening to deathcab, annie was talking about how it was like being in a music video. one of those emo ones. and that image has been stuck in my mind ever since. i drove around for about an hour in auburn trying to find the auto shop i was supposed to pick my dad up at. i didn't have my cell phone, so it was really really hard. anyway, i had the windows down, as usual, and the music blasting. and it just feels so.. surreal. the music puts me in this frame of mind like life is beautiful, but also hopeless at the same time. the whole beater buick really adds to the effect (you should see it. it's cased in dirt.) it's depressing and uplifting at the same time.