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I know I've been a stranger to my journal, but this is worth an entry.
The sweaty glorious-ness of a shirtless Brandon Boyd on stage. Yum-O.
Wednesday night the bro and I trekked down to West Palm Beach to see our no-contest-all-time-favorite-own-every-CD-since-high school-band, INCUBUS. The drive was terrible. I didn't realize how fucking far WPB is from Orlando. All was fine, later when we arrived in the parking lot, toasted to seeing Incubus by shot-gunning 2 canned beers, and enjoyed a Sparks+ on our walk to the venue.
Buzzed and feeling awesome, despite sitting near a pack of pre-teen high-schoolers we later befriended, Incubus took the stage. Every person at that show was awesome, except for the lame-O chick sitting in front of me. That's right, sitting. Why bother coming to the show? Everyone around including me and Eric were thrashing and doing air guitar and flashing devil horns and head banging throughout the entire show, except for this vag-rag. She left after she got hit in the head by some true fan, thank god.
Anyways the show seemed to last 10 minutes even though it was well over 2 hours. The drive home was terrible, and we didn't arrive home til about 3 a.m. but fuck it.
Brandon Boyd is HOT.
The sweaty glorious-ness of a shirtless Brandon Boyd on stage. Yum-O.
Wednesday night the bro and I trekked down to West Palm Beach to see our no-contest-all-time-favorite-own-every-CD-since-high school-band, INCUBUS. The drive was terrible. I didn't realize how fucking far WPB is from Orlando. All was fine, later when we arrived in the parking lot, toasted to seeing Incubus by shot-gunning 2 canned beers, and enjoyed a Sparks+ on our walk to the venue.
Buzzed and feeling awesome, despite sitting near a pack of pre-teen high-schoolers we later befriended, Incubus took the stage. Every person at that show was awesome, except for the lame-O chick sitting in front of me. That's right, sitting. Why bother coming to the show? Everyone around including me and Eric were thrashing and doing air guitar and flashing devil horns and head banging throughout the entire show, except for this vag-rag. She left after she got hit in the head by some true fan, thank god.
Anyways the show seemed to last 10 minutes even though it was well over 2 hours. The drive home was terrible, and we didn't arrive home til about 3 a.m. but fuck it.
Brandon Boyd is HOT.