Jesus, i really haven't updated in a while
Hey,
So i looked back, and saw that i haven't updated since nov. 7. Shit. That's a pretty long time. Well, i'll have you all know that the reggie show was crazy fun, even though i think i broke my nose again. The story of the week though involves my right testicle though.
yes. that's right. my ball.
After getting out of the show friday, i was having trouble walking(and bitched about it quite a bit) and the pain continued through the weekend. Sunday, i think i was jerking off or was in the shower or something, and i looked down and noticed that the right side of my sac was totally black and blue.
This worried me.
So, Monday now holds the day for the greatest number of people seeing my balls in one day. Okay, maybe that time i got totally pantsed in Waterbury. Or there was that time i got really trashed at a party, and woke up the next morning with the distinct feeling that i had whipped out my package...
But anywho, the day began with me going to the nurse, and so she took a look, found it very hard to believe that i could not recall getting kicked there or anything, and then promptly referred me to a doctor on 231rst. I'm on 242. and i walked down there cause i'm too cheap to waste a subway ride on that shit. yo. it's 2 dollars man.
Go down to the doctors. Doctors assistant sees my balls. THen the doctor sees my balls. Much feeling involved. yeah, he was not gentle. He's perplexed, so he sends me to a urologist in YONKERS. evil evil. Fucking i had to pay 16 bucks for a cab to get there too. god forbid the doctor know of a single urologist in ALL OF NYC. oh no, gotta go to westchester.
ANYWAYS.
get there, doctor takes a look at my balls, decides i need an ultrasound. yeah, like pregnant women get. mm-hmm.
Go to ultrasound room, and this is the best part, for me anyways. This russian woman with a heavy accent has me stand up, drop my pants, and she massages my balls with the lube for the ultrasound. With that kind of foreplay, she should have at least finished me off or something, i mean, jesus.
So, then she does the whole ultrasound thing, and finds out that in theory nothing is wrong, it's just a big bruise. yeah, and this whole ordeal took from like 12 till 7. Superb.
But, everyone north of manhattan saw my balls, so i'm cool now.
At some point during the week, i saw Crooked Fingers, Azure ray and david dondero. very good show. I had never heard of crooked fingers before, but they have a rabid following, which i think they probably deserve. I liked them alot, but azure ray. god, i was so depressed after that set, hahaha. David Dondero, is this weird...elliot smith/lyle lovett/connor oberst type guy, with quirky lyrics. got his cd. It was at Northsix, which is pretty much hipster central, and this show took it to new extremes. Went with alex, we were the youngest people there.
Ummm, i think that was it for shows, until this last weekend. Alli(*sigh*) came down for the weekend. Saw a midget movie on friday, saturday...i dont' know, it's none of your damn business what we did!!!! Um, i'm sure whatever it was, it was fun.
Saturday though, met up with Nikki and Justin(her b/f) at the knitting factory, to see Pansy Division and Les Sans Cullottes in the "tap room". It's on the second floor down....who knew bands played there? What was odd is that the crooked fingers show that i had seen earlier in the week was going on upstairs. hmmm.
Well, dressed up for the occasion, this can be seen by going to Alli's livejournal(ipinkyswear). so very hot.
and apparently the lead singer agreed because i got hit on immensely the whole night, with him coming over multiple times while they were on stage to wipe his sweat off on his stomach. At the end of the show, he came over and informed me that "it was too bad his boyfriend was there tonight." whole show was hilarious, but nearly got torn apart by gay manlust on the way out of the place and on the subway. Made alli makeout with me on the subway to save our lives.
*our love is a dangerous love*
when surrounded by gay men lusting after me.
um, did a whole term paper last night. prepared a whole group project last night(both about islam). Slowly giving up on caring about college. Can you blame me?
I need shows for fucks sake. OH YEAH. i *had* a ticket for thursday, but i had to do work. so i didn't go. and lost however much i spent on it. argh.
saves the day this sunday. the crowd will suck. i'll be pissy, because people at roseland seem to hate people who dance.
and i shakes me ass.
-dave
So i looked back, and saw that i haven't updated since nov. 7. Shit. That's a pretty long time. Well, i'll have you all know that the reggie show was crazy fun, even though i think i broke my nose again. The story of the week though involves my right testicle though.
yes. that's right. my ball.
After getting out of the show friday, i was having trouble walking(and bitched about it quite a bit) and the pain continued through the weekend. Sunday, i think i was jerking off or was in the shower or something, and i looked down and noticed that the right side of my sac was totally black and blue.
This worried me.
So, Monday now holds the day for the greatest number of people seeing my balls in one day. Okay, maybe that time i got totally pantsed in Waterbury. Or there was that time i got really trashed at a party, and woke up the next morning with the distinct feeling that i had whipped out my package...
But anywho, the day began with me going to the nurse, and so she took a look, found it very hard to believe that i could not recall getting kicked there or anything, and then promptly referred me to a doctor on 231rst. I'm on 242. and i walked down there cause i'm too cheap to waste a subway ride on that shit. yo. it's 2 dollars man.
Go down to the doctors. Doctors assistant sees my balls. THen the doctor sees my balls. Much feeling involved. yeah, he was not gentle. He's perplexed, so he sends me to a urologist in YONKERS. evil evil. Fucking i had to pay 16 bucks for a cab to get there too. god forbid the doctor know of a single urologist in ALL OF NYC. oh no, gotta go to westchester.
ANYWAYS.
get there, doctor takes a look at my balls, decides i need an ultrasound. yeah, like pregnant women get. mm-hmm.
Go to ultrasound room, and this is the best part, for me anyways. This russian woman with a heavy accent has me stand up, drop my pants, and she massages my balls with the lube for the ultrasound. With that kind of foreplay, she should have at least finished me off or something, i mean, jesus.
So, then she does the whole ultrasound thing, and finds out that in theory nothing is wrong, it's just a big bruise. yeah, and this whole ordeal took from like 12 till 7. Superb.
But, everyone north of manhattan saw my balls, so i'm cool now.
At some point during the week, i saw Crooked Fingers, Azure ray and david dondero. very good show. I had never heard of crooked fingers before, but they have a rabid following, which i think they probably deserve. I liked them alot, but azure ray. god, i was so depressed after that set, hahaha. David Dondero, is this weird...elliot smith/lyle lovett/connor oberst type guy, with quirky lyrics. got his cd. It was at Northsix, which is pretty much hipster central, and this show took it to new extremes. Went with alex, we were the youngest people there.
Ummm, i think that was it for shows, until this last weekend. Alli(*sigh*) came down for the weekend. Saw a midget movie on friday, saturday...i dont' know, it's none of your damn business what we did!!!! Um, i'm sure whatever it was, it was fun.
Saturday though, met up with Nikki and Justin(her b/f) at the knitting factory, to see Pansy Division and Les Sans Cullottes in the "tap room". It's on the second floor down....who knew bands played there? What was odd is that the crooked fingers show that i had seen earlier in the week was going on upstairs. hmmm.
Well, dressed up for the occasion, this can be seen by going to Alli's livejournal(ipinkyswear). so very hot.
and apparently the lead singer agreed because i got hit on immensely the whole night, with him coming over multiple times while they were on stage to wipe his sweat off on his stomach. At the end of the show, he came over and informed me that "it was too bad his boyfriend was there tonight." whole show was hilarious, but nearly got torn apart by gay manlust on the way out of the place and on the subway. Made alli makeout with me on the subway to save our lives.
*our love is a dangerous love*
when surrounded by gay men lusting after me.
um, did a whole term paper last night. prepared a whole group project last night(both about islam). Slowly giving up on caring about college. Can you blame me?
I need shows for fucks sake. OH YEAH. i *had* a ticket for thursday, but i had to do work. so i didn't go. and lost however much i spent on it. argh.
saves the day this sunday. the crowd will suck. i'll be pissy, because people at roseland seem to hate people who dance.
and i shakes me ass.
-dave