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The Faint show was fucking awesome. There were a lot of fashion core people lurking around.
Thursday during work, I informed my manager that I wanted to close the store on time so I would be able to make the show. Surprisingly enough, she knew who The Faint were and forced everyone to work faster so I could get there in time. Once we finished, I changed clothes (I brought an extra pair of clothing because I did not want to show up there in my starbucks shirt and pants) and then hurried up to meet Ginny at another starbucks.
Once we got to the Custard Factory, we bought tickets at the door for 10 pounds and then went to the "hang out"(?) room and had a drink. There were like 2 million hot boys there and they were all fans of The Faint (presumably). Beep Beep was the opening act and they were okay. Not really my type of music I like. The Faint came on and the show seemed like it lasted 3 seconds. By the time I knew it, they were done. Mostly, they played the songs from their newest album, although they did play Worked Up So Sexual, Call Call, Glass Danse, and Agenda Suicide lastly. Afterwards, we went back to Manor and made penne pasta with pesto sauce.
Stupidly, I forgot to take my camera with me so the whole experience will have to live in memory form.
Tonight, we are seeing a play.
I was standing at the busstop today on Queensway and I noticed a happy young couple who were making out and doing the whole touchy-feely thing. I looked at the guy's crotch (naturally) and noticed he had an erection that was quite obvious.
This is going to be the most boring Christmas vacation ever. Everyone else is going on these elaborate trips across Europe that are funded by their rich mommies and daddies most likely.
Anyway, having a cold sucks. Although, I would much rather have a cold than the hickups.
Thursday during work, I informed my manager that I wanted to close the store on time so I would be able to make the show. Surprisingly enough, she knew who The Faint were and forced everyone to work faster so I could get there in time. Once we finished, I changed clothes (I brought an extra pair of clothing because I did not want to show up there in my starbucks shirt and pants) and then hurried up to meet Ginny at another starbucks.
Once we got to the Custard Factory, we bought tickets at the door for 10 pounds and then went to the "hang out"(?) room and had a drink. There were like 2 million hot boys there and they were all fans of The Faint (presumably). Beep Beep was the opening act and they were okay. Not really my type of music I like. The Faint came on and the show seemed like it lasted 3 seconds. By the time I knew it, they were done. Mostly, they played the songs from their newest album, although they did play Worked Up So Sexual, Call Call, Glass Danse, and Agenda Suicide lastly. Afterwards, we went back to Manor and made penne pasta with pesto sauce.
Stupidly, I forgot to take my camera with me so the whole experience will have to live in memory form.
Tonight, we are seeing a play.
I was standing at the busstop today on Queensway and I noticed a happy young couple who were making out and doing the whole touchy-feely thing. I looked at the guy's crotch (naturally) and noticed he had an erection that was quite obvious.
This is going to be the most boring Christmas vacation ever. Everyone else is going on these elaborate trips across Europe that are funded by their rich mommies and daddies most likely.
Anyway, having a cold sucks. Although, I would much rather have a cold than the hickups.