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The fact that I'm writing this is a definite indicator that winter is beginning. I don't know why, but I'm far more interactive online during the winter than the summer, which is strange because I've been online all day during the summer too, at work. *shrug*
So what's been going on?
As for me, I'm currently looking for a new job. I have been for the past couple months now. I'm waiting for a call back from Verizon wireless. I did the whole application and interview thing. The only reason I applied is because I have a friend that's working there, and I'll get paid far more than I do now. I suppose we'll see how it turns out. I suspect they'll be giving me a call either today or Monday. *fingers crossed*
I went to see various doctors awhile ago. Apparently their diagnosis is that I have ADHD, and Anti-social disorder. I got prescribed Ritalin, Effexor, and Lithium, but chose not to take any medication at all. I'd much rather be "weird" than take a bunch of synthetic brain drugs when I can function rather well without, and frankly, I think those doctors were full of shit, and didn't take into account that I'm not some white Mormon kid that grew up in Utah all of my life. I don't see how I could be anti-social, considering I make friends with strangers all the time. I hate doctors.
As far as social life is concerned, I've found it's difficult for me to find a niche with a certain crowd with anyone I hang out with (maybe this is where the anti-social thing comes in). I suppose it's nothing new for me, but it's kinda sad that the group of friends that I fit in the most with is a buncha skinheads. Now that's just fucking weird, dude. So I'm the random Asian punk kid among my elitist classic rock listening friends, the random Asian hardcore/punk kid among my hipster indie rock friends, the random hipster indie kid who listens to a lot of punk among metal head friends, the random Asian hardcore kid who also listens to weird indie music once in awhile among my street punk friends, and the random Asian punk kid amongst the skinheads...
However, no matter which way you cut it, I'm fucking awesome everywhere that I go. :)
Speaking of friends though, I've been systematically ignoring all of them by trying to reconnect with with the ones I've been ignoring--if that makes any sense. I just need to introduce everyone to everyone else so that they can all congregate and be happy. Though I don't know how well some of them would mesh.
As for dating... well, I suppose I can save that up for another time, because things are weird in this department that requires far more explaining that I'm willing to get into right now. I'll just say for now that I'm far too self-centered for this shit.
COMICS! I haven't done shit for the past 3 weeks. I haven't been eating well lately, so I'm just tired all the fucking time, and can't bring myself to get up early anymore. It sucks. I need to eat better.
Yeah, that about sums it up...
DAMMIT, I JUST DROPPED A GRAHAM CRACKER IN MY COFFEE! SON OF A BITCH!
\m/
There are few things in life that I can say with complete honesty that I love. And shopping online for shoes is not one of them, but it comes really close. Check out what's coming to me in the mail!
how fucking adorable are they?!
Yeah, shut up, I have my girlie moments.
What is the best beer on planet Earth?
Submitted by Remmy Van Hornie.
Rogue Dead Guy Ale. Hands down.
Coming in a close second is Arrogant Bastard, and Anchor Steam... though Anchor Steam gets really bubbly.
So the other night, I went to see a band called Black Moth Super Rainbow. It's kinda difficult to give a comprehensive critique of what went on, because I was more than just a little high. I just remember it being really chill, and I had 2 beers that tasted like celery sticks bought for me. Fortunately for me, I love celery. They also had a lot of visuals.
In other news, I met a boy named Joe. His facial hair grows super fast. I think he's kinda neat. He's introduced me to new friends as well. He's a total pot head though... As much fun inebriation is, I do enjoy being able to comprehend my surroundings every once in awhile. I've decided to not get too drunk/high when engaging in an activity that could be well documented.
Who would you trust with your life?
Sadly enough, no one.
I gauge how important a person is to me based on how much attention they give me.
Does this make me self-centered?
Depressive bullshit.
I can't stand it sometimes.
No, no, I'm not depressed, its when I have to listen to other people whine about how dull and meaningless their lives are. Somehow, it seems that everyone that I have been hanging out with lately has been going through this "Oh, woe is me, I'm tired of life, and the people in it." "My heart's broken, I don't know how to go on!" "I'm tired of this place, I need a change." "I hate my job." "I hate my girlfriend's dogs." "I'm sick and tired of my girlfriend expecting me to take care of everything for her." Blah blah bliddy blah blah, I'm so depressed I should just die, bullshit.
What the fuck is going on?!
How the hell did everyone manage to get all emo on me all at the same time?
And clearly, it has affected me too, considering I really don't want to deal with everyone else's melodrama. I've never been a good shoulder to lean on, but these past couple of weeks, I've realized that I have always been rather good about distracting people from their thoughts, or at the very least guided them to see things from another perspective. But since everyone has all of a sudden decided to come to me at the same time, I don't wanna hear about it anymore. And as much as I hate to admit it, their depression has gotten me down as well. FOR NO GOD DAMNED REASON.
It's strange... usually when I'm not feeling up to par with my normal everyday self, I shut myself off from the rest of the world. When I cry, I cry alone. Misery hates company. However, nowadays I feel like I wanna shut out the world so that I don't have to hear all this incessant whining. But what is there to do when you're sitting at home all by your lonesome? The interweb has gotten boring, considering everyone I talk to online have been MIA with them having discovered real lives of their own. Movies are boring. No TV. Nothing can distract me long enough to keep me entertained for a day...
I just want to slap all these bitches, and tell them to get over it, and entertain me instead.
I think I need a best friend.
Here's what happened with the scheduled shows:
Street Dogs and Tossers: I didn't go. Johnny Qwest flaked out on me, and that day, I really wasn't feeling good, so I decided to skip the show.
Ceremony: I didn't go. I'm dyslexic, and for some reason read that the show was on a Wednesday, when it was actually on the Sunday before. Really sad that I missed this one, considering Salt Lake doesn't really get a whole lot of hardcore shows through the area. :(
Strung Out: Well, one of out three isn't bad. This was the only show where I had previously bought tickets. Since I've decided that Scott isn't allowed to come to shows with me anymore, because he has no appreciation for live music, hates most of what i listen to, and gets pissed off if I leave him alone to go into the pit, and also because I now try to avoid going to shows with Johnny Qwest, because he somehow always manages to get into a fight whenever we hang out somewhere, I had an extra ticket on my hands. First I asked Jason if he'd go with me, said that he might go, but deciding not to a couple days later. Then I asked Erik if he'd go with me, said that he would go, but then found out he was gonna be out of town the following day. Then I did a general announcement on myspace, no one responded. Then I asked Casey, and he flaked out on me the morning of. Then I asked some dude I had just started talking to online if he was interested a few hours before the show, and naturally, it was too last minute... I was desperate at this point because I just didn't want it to go to waste... Finally, I just decided, fuck it, I'll sell the ticket when I get there.
After asking about 7 different people, who all already had tickets, I decided to give up. I woulda preferred the ticket holder to be someone that actually would be into the music of choice, but failing that, tried calling Alchemy Jason to see if he'd be willing to come, but he never picked up his phone. At this point, I just started getting pissed off so, called Johnny Qwest. If he didn't pick up, I woulda just called Scott and yelled at him to get his ass down there, but fortunately, JQ answered, and he said he had dinner plans, but he ended up cancelling on them to hang out with me instead ^__^
Anyhow, since I called him 20 minutes before the doors opened, I wandered into the venue alone and got a beer and sat all by my lonesome. I guess I must have looked pretty pathetic sitting there drinking by myself staring at my phone, so I got invited to sit with a group of people at the table next to mine. They were nice.
Moving along, I missed both openers, I Am Ghost and A Wilhelm Scream, since Club Sound has the bar in a back room separated from the stage. They're both really shitty bands so this was on purpose, and I was getting to know the new homies. Eventually JQ showed up... and inevitably during the sets of the two openers, heated words were exchanged between him and some stupid kid at the bar. I can never take him anywhere, dude, but fortunately, there was no fight.
Well, of course when Strung Out got on stage, I had to get in with the crowd. I need advice from people on what to do with glasses in situations like these, guys. What I usually do is hook them in my bra in front, so they have boobie protection. Normally that works out really well, except this time, i managed to work my way up to the front so I was pressed up against the stage and one of the sides snapped in half. Fortunately it wasn't straight down the middle like last time.
Anyhoo, I got squished up against the stage, I got sweated on by lots of boys, as Jake Kiley was singing, he spat on me, my glasses broke, I got humped by a bunch of strangers, one dude kept trying to grope me so I threw an elbow into his face, I got kicked in the head by a crowd surfer, I got smacked in the face while in the mosh pit, and now my body is just one giant bruise.
It was hands down the best (out of 5) Strung Out show I have ever been to. The crowd was much smaller than what I've been used to, the crowd was much more considerate than what I've been used to, there were no barricades, it was a smaller venue. I'm starting to really like the music scene out here.
Yeah, that's it. \m/
August 7th: The Tossers and Street Dogs! Good 'ol Irish punk rock! I get to be surrounded by skinheads. But that's okay, I'll just drink heavily, and will probably end up watching Johnny Qwest get into a fight.
August 8th: Blacklisted, Shipwreck, and Ceremony! Wewt! Hardcore! I get to be surrounded by sXe'rs--at least when people are looking. The strange thing about this one though... It's being held at a place that is regularly a club hosting hip hop and trance. Supposedly really trendy. They have cages.
August 9th: Strung Out! (they're also playing with A Wilhelm Scream, but they suck and therefore don't matter). My childhood favorite. How could I resist?
Yeah, that's all, I just thought I'd make the announcement.
