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I haven't posted for a while! I am! Sorely in need of an! Update!
This weekend was good; Friday night was chill; Laural and I just lazed around and took a night off. Saturday night we hit up Naked Sushi w/ Josh, Sid, Asa, Sherah, Glan(sp?). Around 3:30 Asa and Sid came over, and Heather and Josh showed up too, and Asa and Sid stayed till around 6, when we finally went to bed. Woke up around 4:30 on Sunday afternoon, and after watching a movie I barely had enough time to run home, shower, change, and run back out before we went out to Mama's and then to the Croc to see Infomatik (I enjoy them more every time), Kuma (hahaha! They were really good, but sooo self-serious. Even their website attests to this), and Ima Robot, who rule, rule, rule. Saw I.R. w/ Junior Senior in November, and they were fucking great, so Laural, Cara, Quent and I showed up to rock out. I bought Kuma and Infomatik's respective cds, and I've been listening to the Infomatik one constantly.
Dude, Sid, you guys gotta put a cd out, even if it's just a demo or an EP. Also T-shirts. Black ones, with your gun logo on the back and "Blackbelt" on the front, in small lettering. That would rock, rock, rock.
Anyway, last night I left class early, got coffee and read for a while, and then waltzed over to Cara and Kristen's, where I met up with those two and Quent and Mark. We chilled until around 9:45, then Tom came over and we rocked out to Dante's for Jim's last Monday as bartender. Suck. Anyway, it was a decent night, though I left early, and it wasn't as high-spirited as I would've liked for Jim's last night, but he'll be coming in to party with us next (or the next) Monday.
Yesterday I also got a call from my doctor's office, and apparently the throat cultures I had done last Wednesday are back, and they're positive for another strain of weird-ass bacteria. I swear to god, my throat has been under siege since mid-November, what with the Meningococcal, flu, and all this other shit. They're not sure what this one is, and it'll take a while to culture and identify it. In the meantime, they're putting me on another round of antibiotics; hopefully not more fucking nuclear Cefzil, 'cause that shit destroys everything in my body, good bacteria and bad. I do not need more fucking nuclear weapon antibiotics.
Oh! But they may give me more vicodin for the throat. Which would rule.
And today I pick up my varnished canvas print of Breugel's Triumph of Death from the framers', where it was getting a sweet black antiqued frame. Yeahhh. Rock!
Today: hookin' up with Quent in a little bit to practice [all my electric violin shit is stashed in my trunk. When I get a performance amp (as opposed to my shitty practice amp) I'm gonna need a bigger fucking car], and then we'll rock down to Seattle and hit up Re-bar for Sid's show, with Octobites and Infomatic. Rock, rock, rock!
I haven't posted for a while! I am! Sorely in need of an! Update!
This weekend was good; Friday night was chill; Laural and I just lazed around and took a night off. Saturday night we hit up Naked Sushi w/ Josh, Sid, Asa, Sherah, Glan(sp?). Around 3:30 Asa and Sid came over, and Heather and Josh showed up too, and Asa and Sid stayed till around 6, when we finally went to bed. Woke up around 4:30 on Sunday afternoon, and after watching a movie I barely had enough time to run home, shower, change, and run back out before we went out to Mama's and then to the Croc to see Infomatik (I enjoy them more every time), Kuma (hahaha! They were really good, but sooo self-serious. Even their website attests to this), and Ima Robot, who rule, rule, rule. Saw I.R. w/ Junior Senior in November, and they were fucking great, so Laural, Cara, Quent and I showed up to rock out. I bought Kuma and Infomatik's respective cds, and I've been listening to the Infomatik one constantly.
Dude, Sid, you guys gotta put a cd out, even if it's just a demo or an EP. Also T-shirts. Black ones, with your gun logo on the back and "Blackbelt" on the front, in small lettering. That would rock, rock, rock.
Anyway, last night I left class early, got coffee and read for a while, and then waltzed over to Cara and Kristen's, where I met up with those two and Quent and Mark. We chilled until around 9:45, then Tom came over and we rocked out to Dante's for Jim's last Monday as bartender. Suck. Anyway, it was a decent night, though I left early, and it wasn't as high-spirited as I would've liked for Jim's last night, but he'll be coming in to party with us next (or the next) Monday.
Yesterday I also got a call from my doctor's office, and apparently the throat cultures I had done last Wednesday are back, and they're positive for another strain of weird-ass bacteria. I swear to god, my throat has been under siege since mid-November, what with the Meningococcal, flu, and all this other shit. They're not sure what this one is, and it'll take a while to culture and identify it. In the meantime, they're putting me on another round of antibiotics; hopefully not more fucking nuclear Cefzil, 'cause that shit destroys everything in my body, good bacteria and bad. I do not need more fucking nuclear weapon antibiotics.
Oh! But they may give me more vicodin for the throat. Which would rule.
And today I pick up my varnished canvas print of Breugel's Triumph of Death from the framers', where it was getting a sweet black antiqued frame. Yeahhh. Rock!
Today: hookin' up with Quent in a little bit to practice [all my electric violin shit is stashed in my trunk. When I get a performance amp (as opposed to my shitty practice amp) I'm gonna need a bigger fucking car], and then we'll rock down to Seattle and hit up Re-bar for Sid's show, with Octobites and Infomatic. Rock, rock, rock!