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Friday night Livingston played their show at the Metro headlining. They sounded pretty good :) Billy had a little bass trouble and wahtnot, but it was good. It took FOREVER for them to get on, all of the other bands played first, so Jamie and I just sat out in the little Cafe thing talking with CJ most of the time (and Mini Nate...talk about scary...this kid was JUST LIKE HIM)...and of couse I talked the the sexy Scott, lol, and Billy and Pat. I love Pat - he always has so much energy when he talks to me. lol. I haven't seen those boys since November, so it was fun to see them again...they make me feel so loved. :) The Metro always makes me feel out of place though because I'm not really "scene." Oh well. I dont give a fuck anymore - I hate most people anymore anyway. Kristle was there for a while, so it was nice to see her too.
They have a lot of shows coming up because a lot of bands in the area are wanting to play with them, so that's really good. They are getting a good following even though they have only been together for a few months because they are good for their age, plus they play original songs and already have a CD coming out. They aren't wasting anytime. And from what I hear, quite a bit of people are jealous of them, so they like to talk shit, but hahaha, wahtever. There's nothing like jealousy and it makes me laugh.
I get to see them Thursday! Yay! We're gonna do some pictures too for the website. Teenage Girls will be there and Mourningstar as well.
I <3 The local scene.
So anyway.
Saturday sucked. I had to get up at 5:30 to get ready for work. Worked Jewelry from 7-4 and I was so busy all day. Then I went shopping with my Aunt. I bought Zachary and Alyssa ballons for Valentines Day and Zachary kept kinda flinging his around...I can't explain it, but he thought it was so funny. he was laughing so loud and all the people in the store that we walked by were like awwww. :) So I came home and watched a few episodes of Law & Order, SVU. Then I passed out.
My cousin Mike is in rehab. It's sad. I feel so bad for him - he wants to come home, but it's good he' s there. He asked for help too, so that was good...because he went willingly, you know. So hopefully by next week he'll be home. We talked about it a few weeks ago he was telling me he wanted to go, but he was scared. but I'm glad he finally went.
I have a lot of writing projects on my plate right now. I need to get moving. Caufield wants me to do a bio for their page, plus the Drama Club stuff I have to do, and the Nick Coyle bio for his site and something else secretive I'm not allowed to talk about yet...so I need to get my ass in gear.
Well, I think I'm gonna get a little writing done and head to bed. Work again tomorrow. :(
Fuck.
Some people burn me up.
They have a lot of shows coming up because a lot of bands in the area are wanting to play with them, so that's really good. They are getting a good following even though they have only been together for a few months because they are good for their age, plus they play original songs and already have a CD coming out. They aren't wasting anytime. And from what I hear, quite a bit of people are jealous of them, so they like to talk shit, but hahaha, wahtever. There's nothing like jealousy and it makes me laugh.
I get to see them Thursday! Yay! We're gonna do some pictures too for the website. Teenage Girls will be there and Mourningstar as well.
I <3 The local scene.
So anyway.
Saturday sucked. I had to get up at 5:30 to get ready for work. Worked Jewelry from 7-4 and I was so busy all day. Then I went shopping with my Aunt. I bought Zachary and Alyssa ballons for Valentines Day and Zachary kept kinda flinging his around...I can't explain it, but he thought it was so funny. he was laughing so loud and all the people in the store that we walked by were like awwww. :) So I came home and watched a few episodes of Law & Order, SVU. Then I passed out.
My cousin Mike is in rehab. It's sad. I feel so bad for him - he wants to come home, but it's good he' s there. He asked for help too, so that was good...because he went willingly, you know. So hopefully by next week he'll be home. We talked about it a few weeks ago he was telling me he wanted to go, but he was scared. but I'm glad he finally went.
I have a lot of writing projects on my plate right now. I need to get moving. Caufield wants me to do a bio for their page, plus the Drama Club stuff I have to do, and the Nick Coyle bio for his site and something else secretive I'm not allowed to talk about yet...so I need to get my ass in gear.
Well, I think I'm gonna get a little writing done and head to bed. Work again tomorrow. :(
Fuck.
Some people burn me up.