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From what I remember, this weekend was horrible.
Let's see what I remember...
I picked Amandajay up Friday after school. I forgot what we did, except that she bought me some food at Fazoli's.
Then later that nite, I believe I went to Wal-mart with my brother and sister-in-law. . . once we got back from that, I don't remember anything.
Saturday, I had to go pick up one of my speakers for the show on Sunday (last nite) from Cody at Heavenly Ham and Willard somehow gets behind me while I am driving there .
So, after I got my speaker and a free oatmeal cookie from the Cody, we went to Los Amigos, and then to Cinemark to watch Saw II. If you liked the original, you should enjoy this one, too.
So, yeah, after that I went to my car and found a note in it and after my quick delusions, I saw that it was from Rachael to tell me to call her, so I did.
I went over her house to borrow her bass and to nab my Dishwashers cd and her Nirvana Outcesticide collection. I had to meet that Christian fellow, too. I thought he'd be amazing or something, considering what I've heard, but as I was driving home, I thought to myself very quietly (because I didn't want to disturb my music) that I should just try to forget I met that kid and try to wash away all my first/initial/disappointing impressions of the kid. I did that for about half-a-day.
Sunday, I went to Nanna's and tried to work on my 5-page essay due Tuesday, which meant that I re-read and highlighted things from Lysistrata and Antigone. I didn't actually start on the paper itself, but I read the pieces, and that seems like a jumpstart for me.
I eventually tried to rest until I left to go drop off my PA at the National Guard Armory for the Independents show last nite.
I really wasn't planning in staying all nite, but I did. Everything seemed pretty swell up until the Independents bought alcoholic beverages for the underage children. Bah. Then when I'd walk outside, I'd smell pot. Bah. Eventually, everyone started acting retarded, and although I really didn't want to run the sound, Josh was "too drunk" to do it himself. Evil Independent kinda seemed like an ass last nite. Of course he was probably wasted, but still he was trying his very best to end up sleeping with each and every 16 year old girl in the building. He also kept doing strange things to me while I was at the soundboard such as:
stare at me, ask me how I'm doing, and continually cough into his microphone for an unnecessary amount of time
walk to me, lick his hand, and wipe his hand on my face
and finally, continually walking over to the the side of the "stage" to drag my mic lines where my board almost went flying off the table about four or five times (though probably not on purpose)
Yeah, so I haven't collected any money from either show from josh, which knowing josh, i probably won't..
Willard wouldn't help me load my PA up last nite (which he made up the excuse that he has helped me soooo much in the past which consisted of the one time that I had to try my very best to convince him to load up my speakers in the back of his truck to drive down the road about two minutes in murray) and then he asks if he can borrow $10 and that he promises that he will "pay me back", in which he has not ever payed me back once for any amount of money he's borrowed which is about everytime I see him almost, though he will claim that he has.
Don't ask me, I don't know.
I'm tired of these kiddies.
I try my best to be good to them, but they have the most difficult times paying it back.
However, there WERE some cool cats there, such as the Andy & and NHFF kids, Ashleigh, Cortnee and their friends, and Amandem showed up and hardly talked to me, but that's okay!
Oh well, enough said.
-d.
Let's see what I remember...
I picked Amandajay up Friday after school. I forgot what we did, except that she bought me some food at Fazoli's.
Then later that nite, I believe I went to Wal-mart with my brother and sister-in-law. . . once we got back from that, I don't remember anything.
Saturday, I had to go pick up one of my speakers for the show on Sunday (last nite) from Cody at Heavenly Ham and Willard somehow gets behind me while I am driving there .
So, after I got my speaker and a free oatmeal cookie from the Cody, we went to Los Amigos, and then to Cinemark to watch Saw II. If you liked the original, you should enjoy this one, too.
So, yeah, after that I went to my car and found a note in it and after my quick delusions, I saw that it was from Rachael to tell me to call her, so I did.
I went over her house to borrow her bass and to nab my Dishwashers cd and her Nirvana Outcesticide collection. I had to meet that Christian fellow, too. I thought he'd be amazing or something, considering what I've heard, but as I was driving home, I thought to myself very quietly (because I didn't want to disturb my music) that I should just try to forget I met that kid and try to wash away all my first/initial/disappointing impressions of the kid. I did that for about half-a-day.
Sunday, I went to Nanna's and tried to work on my 5-page essay due Tuesday, which meant that I re-read and highlighted things from Lysistrata and Antigone. I didn't actually start on the paper itself, but I read the pieces, and that seems like a jumpstart for me.
I eventually tried to rest until I left to go drop off my PA at the National Guard Armory for the Independents show last nite.
I really wasn't planning in staying all nite, but I did. Everything seemed pretty swell up until the Independents bought alcoholic beverages for the underage children. Bah. Then when I'd walk outside, I'd smell pot. Bah. Eventually, everyone started acting retarded, and although I really didn't want to run the sound, Josh was "too drunk" to do it himself. Evil Independent kinda seemed like an ass last nite. Of course he was probably wasted, but still he was trying his very best to end up sleeping with each and every 16 year old girl in the building. He also kept doing strange things to me while I was at the soundboard such as:
stare at me, ask me how I'm doing, and continually cough into his microphone for an unnecessary amount of time
walk to me, lick his hand, and wipe his hand on my face
and finally, continually walking over to the the side of the "stage" to drag my mic lines where my board almost went flying off the table about four or five times (though probably not on purpose)
Yeah, so I haven't collected any money from either show from josh, which knowing josh, i probably won't..
Willard wouldn't help me load my PA up last nite (which he made up the excuse that he has helped me soooo much in the past which consisted of the one time that I had to try my very best to convince him to load up my speakers in the back of his truck to drive down the road about two minutes in murray) and then he asks if he can borrow $10 and that he promises that he will "pay me back", in which he has not ever payed me back once for any amount of money he's borrowed which is about everytime I see him almost, though he will claim that he has.
Don't ask me, I don't know.
I'm tired of these kiddies.
I try my best to be good to them, but they have the most difficult times paying it back.
However, there WERE some cool cats there, such as the Andy & and NHFF kids, Ashleigh, Cortnee and their friends, and Amandem showed up and hardly talked to me, but that's okay!
Oh well, enough said.
-d.