adventures beyond the other adventures
For once, in the last few weeks, I feel like I have a lot to say. About my life in general, you know, job, recreational activities, new hobbies, etc. My mind is jumbled in all my ADD about where to start, but I figure that I'll end up jumping from one subject to the other anyway, so I guess I'll start with what happened last night and save the blah blah blah about my job for later.
I took my little sister and a friend of mine to see Marilyn Manson yesterday night. I will not deny that the man puts on an amazing show. There were less props this time since I went to see him, and there were no women with big rubber boobs and butts on stage, sad. We made it in the pit for a good five minutes to see the first two songs and get a good look at him before we retreated further back.
Shelly got spat on by Manson after he chugged a bottle of water, and when she came to see us, there was little black confettis that were sticking to her chest. The light show also included, somehow, magically, two showers of confetti and one pseudo-snow storm. Shelly looked gorgeous anyway D: I really wish I got a picture of her. We danced for a while in the back and my love for Manson has been somewhat rekindled.
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Today I have a freelance meeting in the city again, and it's snowing like a motherfucker. Sigh.
I took my little sister and a friend of mine to see Marilyn Manson yesterday night. I will not deny that the man puts on an amazing show. There were less props this time since I went to see him, and there were no women with big rubber boobs and butts on stage, sad. We made it in the pit for a good five minutes to see the first two songs and get a good look at him before we retreated further back.
Shelly got spat on by Manson after he chugged a bottle of water, and when she came to see us, there was little black confettis that were sticking to her chest. The light show also included, somehow, magically, two showers of confetti and one pseudo-snow storm. Shelly looked gorgeous anyway D: I really wish I got a picture of her. We danced for a while in the back and my love for Manson has been somewhat rekindled.
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Today I have a freelance meeting in the city again, and it's snowing like a motherfucker. Sigh.