Feb 01, 2004 22:20
I still haven't talked to my dad ever since I told him to leave me alone and that I didn't want to hang out with him. He's gone through something like this with all of his offspring at one point or another, so I guess my time has just come. Of course, my sisters didn't need his permission to go to Brazil with my class, and therefore didn't have any insentive to making ammends.
Except for the idea of holding onto Sam's drums until his dad calms down about the whole idea, my mom has been really cool today. She got me chips and guacamole that were really good for the Superbowl. Even though I wasn't all that interested in watching, I decided that it would be a good idea to take advantage of the fact that neither of us were being hostile and watched a bit anyways.
Yesterday, Sam, Seb, and I went to the Haight. I got a book at Bound Together, some CDs at Amoeba, and then Sam and I snuck into a free Molotov's show. Seb left early to hang out with Scott. I saw some kids I recognized from various events, talked to them, we watched the show, got sandwiches, blah. The show was good, but got to the point where some of it got a little repetative. We headed over to Colin's but I just wasn't in the mood for anything, so I just sat around grumpily and probably ruined someone's night.
Today we converged at Sam's to try and start a hardcore band. Since I was pretty much the only one who listened to hardcore in the group, it was... interesting... but still fun!