Do you know that feeling that you get when you stay up too late, or have too much caffeine, and you feel "jittery," but not really hyper at all? That's how I feel right now. I feel like my heart is racing, but my body is in suspended animation. Oh, and I'm completely sober, so save yourself the trouble of asking the obvious question. haha...
This weekend turned out to be a lot of fun. On Friday night I hung around the dorm, invited a sketchy Waltham guy to join us (just playin, boy), and watched movies with everyone in the hall. It was amusing, five different rooms were filled with people drinking while watching movies. We came up with some fun games for Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Family Guy. 'Twas very STA.
I was extremely exhausted on Saturday, having stayed up late the past.. oh, month or so. I didn't really feel like going out, but I told Jon I'd go to his frat's rush party. Practically our whole hall showed up -- it was Shapiro 1b bonding night #2. The party wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, either. Actually, it was a rather great party. According to "those people that actually go to Brandeis frat parties regularly," it had the best turnout of any party so far this year. It was mostly freshmen, but it was nicely crowded and there was even a little dancing. Even after they ran out of booze, the basement was still packed for awhile. But we, along with the rest of the guests, eventually grew bored and walked across the street to the ZBT party that was rumored to have strippers. Sure enough, two naked Waltham strippers (lapdancers, really, and almost prostitutes at that) were surrounded by Brandeis guys. Yeah, the Phi Psi party was better, but it was a fun end to the night. Too bad I lost my limbs to frostbite waiting for the Branvan!
Sunday I dragged myself out of bed relatively early, stopped by WBRS to see Sheryl, and then hopped on the Brandeis shuttle with Saara to meet Megan to go see...
Lycaon Pictus, SNMNMNM, World/Inferno Friendship Society, and The Dresden Dolls!
Yeah, I almost creamed myself when I saw that lineup, too.
It was such an amazing concert. I couldn't have thought of two bands I'd want to see together more than W/I and the Dolls, and I wasn't disappointed. W/I put on an amazing set, and were even better than I'd remembered them. Saara and I are going to start following them more, I think. I knew The Dresden Dolls were going to be fantastic, but they really surpassed my expectations. Even extremely talented artists sometimes lack in their live performances, but Amanda sounded as good (if not better than) the studio recordings I've heard of her. Brian was every bit as amusing, passionate, and skilled as any drummer I've seen. Their chemistry onstage was unmatched, and made for a very fun show.
Good Day
Backstabber
Mrs O
www.www.iii
Delilah
Coin Operated Boy
Bad Habit
Pierre (Carol King cover)
Night of the Roses
Amsterdam (with Franz of W/I)
Half Jack
Girl Anachronism
Encores:
Sex Changes
Truce
The only song that I was disappointed not to hear was The Jeep Song. Still, I can't complain. I really wanted to hear Sex Changes and Girl Anachronism live, and I couldn't think of a better song to close on than Truce. Phenomenal show, really. I'm looking forward to many, many more.
Oh, and it helped that there were a ton of cute guys there, too. That's not all I think about, really, but "the boy with the hat who was at the Brandeis W/I show" was there, and so was the prettyful boy who sat in on the Dolls' WBRS interview, and.. and.. that brings me to another point.
I don't pretend that other people observe crowds as closely as I do, but I'm happy to be able to say that I've befriended two people who, at least to some degree, do the same thing. I talked to Megan and Saara about it this weekend, and it's made me think. I'll forget someone's name five minutes after being introduced to them, but if I pick a person out of a crowd (for whatever reason), I will remember them months later. Maybe it has something to do with my preference of fantasy to reality, at least in my thoughts. I'm more practical than a lot of people I know, but I also tend to daydream like no other. I wonder, though, if other people do this but don't recognize or admit to it? I don't see any problem with having such a heightened view of strangers, except that sometimes I won't be able to stop thinking about someone simply because that fantasy pervades my thoughts. Why do I need to have someone to dream about?
Ah, back to reality. I have a few goals this week. First, I will stop thinking about a particularly beautiful creature. (You can not guess who it is.) Secondly, I will catch up on schoolwork. This isn't imperitive, since the readings for a few of my classes seem to be extraneous, but I feel like spending an extra 4 hours a day reading might help with goal number one. Also, I can see myself starting to get down soon, and I'm going to attempt to avoid this. A busy Beth is a happy Beth, right? I finished House of Leaves today, with a sense of accomplishment; my brother told me it took him as long to read as the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. Uh, do I have a third goal for this week?
I guess not.