June 24, 2002 12:00AM
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Today was weird. It seems to have all taken in place in a matter of hours. About 2 I guess. I remember Ben walking down the stairs, then I remember being in Heroes and then I remember being in the booth during Sick of it All. Now I'm here. I'm kinda missing a few memories but for the memories I do have, you can see what they would only fill about a few hours of information. Blah, I'll still try and sum up today as far as I know what happened.
Alright, the day started off... with me turning off my alarm over and over! (I'm remembering things as I go. If you could see me typing, there would be long pauses before ever event that I type up!). I had to get up early because Ben was coming over so we could go downtown early and get a ticket for Sick of it All, so I had set my alarm for 11:30 in order to get up in time. Well.. the alarm kept going off and I kept hitting the snooze (not quite conscious mind you) and at about 12:15 I realized what I was doing and got up real fast and got dressed and so on. After I was dressed and expecting Ben to come strolling down the stairs, he came on MSN to tell me he was coming... all that rushing around for no reason! AH! Ah says I!
When Ben got here... *pauses and thinks*... I played some games... I can't remember which ones but I remember sitting at the computer. Oh yeah and he drooled! We were sitting there laughing at something and I looked over and he was drooling all over himself! Great stuff... I can't make this up.
Linzie got to my house at 3:50 or so (which was later than I expected, grr, grr look at me grring) and by the time we made it downtown Speed City was closed and we were fucked up the ass. So Ben and Linzie had to pay at the door like giant homosexual dancers. To kill time we went to the mall and sat in the food court eating a sub (which naturally led to throwing of a sandwich, a very grumpy cleaning-whore telling us to pick it up and trying her very best to act intimidating with her threats of security and stuff.. it was more funny.. she made me want to get up and snap her neck. It was weird.
Once Linzie was done her sub, we checked what time it was at the local sub selling establishment and found out it was two minutes to 5 (doors opened at 5) so we jogged (okay, walked slowly) to Call The Office where we stood in line for a good half an hour. Once in we secured the normal booth and sat! Sat!! (I'm tumor boy, nice to meet you).
Okay, the first band sucked. Like... they really have to re-evaluate their music. The first thing I noticed is when he screamed (they were all hardcore bands tonight) he sounded strangely feminine. He sounded like a girl. A little girl screaming. I laughed, quite hard. Not only did he sound like a woman being raped, you couldn't understand a single lyric. I don't know about the people reading this but I really enjoy lyrics of songs. I enjoy listening to what they have to say, either informative or poetic... but you just couldn't make anything out with this band. I didn't even get their name... but I think they're local and I doubt they'll be playing at any punk shows, just hardcore and I don't generally go to hardcore shows. The second band was With No Warning and they had a few good songs although nothing stood out as extremely good. I wouldn't go see them again as a headliner but I wouldn't mind seeing them if they were opening for someone. Sick of it All kicked ass though. I recognized most of the songs they played and they played my favorite song Blown Away which was cool. They played a great show and the crowd got into it but it was so amazingly hot, I really had no desire to get close to the crowd, so we hung back at the booth. I bought a white and black shirt.... dun dun dun, you heard me... white. AH! It doesn't look bad, it's actually amazing comfortable and cool (as in not hot, like the air around me).
When I got home from the concert, Linzie laid down and I laid down too (ooooh) and fell asleep (with music on mind you) until my Mom came down to tell me to turn my subwoofer down (bastard!) which woke me up and I really didn't feel like laying anymore... my headache had faded (I had a headache all day people! All day!) and I was hungry so I went and made some shell noodle things with tomatoes and ate that while watching Voyager. Once I was done, I laid down beside Linzie for another half an hour before she had to go and she seemed very tired (puts Linzie to sleep)...
Once she went home I called Ben and we played WarCraft III. We lost. Again. I'm getting quite sick of it. I actually wanted to stop tonight. I had a headache and I wasn't having fun getting repeatedly raped over and over by the same few people. So we started new accounts on Level 1 and raped some n00bs but in the process created a new strategy of Me - Undead, Him - Orc. He goes Grunts and fast bloodlust while I go tons of fully upgraded Ghouls and Necromancers. It seemed to work very well... so we'll try that out on the Level 7 people tomorrow night.
Once we were finished playing, I tried to program a little bit on News Story (a program to make writing these entries easier and faster; especially in the auto-linking department), but couldn't really get into it and gave up. Browsed a few forms... The Pisseria (of which I am co-moderator... meaning I have the power to delete and revise posts and demand respect from all those who dare enter such a place... okay.. so maybe just delete and revise.. but a man can dream can't he!? Please don't ever call me a man. I'm not a man, I'm a guy. Thank you very much) and The Warroom but there weren't any new/interesting posts there so I wrote this up and now we're up to date which means I can go to bed and get up early tomorrow.... well.. good night then.
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- I lived with my Mom
- I was with Linzie
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