atypical wednesday

got our exams back on the aforementioned day...i got a 45/50...and as i had expected, at least half of that was due to messing dates up...slept after that...when i woke up, i was trying to get online but for some reason my stupid, shitty server doesn't seem to want to connect in the afternoons lately so i went downstairs to my parents' computer w/ dsl...i wanted to hear my music from there (my dad has the sound not working on the computer 'cuz he's strange like that...) i was turning my stereo up and as i did so the sound started crackling...i quickly turned it back down but it just started giving off this loud hum/buzz...i disconnected the speakers...it doesn't change when i turn the volume so i guess it's something in the stereo...this REALLY sucks ass...but oh well...(funny as at the exact same time, my car cd player starts acting all wack...) went back up to the school and had a brief word w/ the advising coordinator...she said that c-'s do in fact count for classes in your major...FUCKING SWEET! i'm really fucking happy about...otherwise i would have been majorly screwed...then i went by the art museum for a FEW minutes (as it was near closing when i went) and examined the piece i was doing my paper on some more for a little more preparedness in writing it and all...while there, this foriegn student in my class was asking me some stuff 'cuz he was having trouble...so after it closed i stood around w/ him helping him out some...after that i went to Shangri-La and spent some money i really shouldn't have spent (but then again, i do have more cds now...) there was a sale for 20% off on a bunch of stuff...
Wire: Coatings
Unsane: Scattered, Smothered & Covered
Couch: Fantasy
the Couch cd wasn't on the sale, but it was cheap anyhoo...i already had the Wire cd but this was the 2-disc version w/ the extra-20 min long remix of "Ambitious" on the second disc...it was easier than putting the effort to order the second disc from WMO and w/ the sale (and being able to resell my old copy of the first disc) it'd come to about the same price anyway...though the second disc isn't all that great anyway...oh well, i don't regret having it...i was going to go to someone's house and watch The Simpsons but Jacques was a homo and wasn't home and Brad, i found out, was asleep and didn't bother answering his door...but he still managed to be up in time for The Simpsons...how convenient...twat...so i went over to Paul's...we sat around online playing and making those movie thingies i posted that night...we finally ended up at Neil's...

this was the most insane night there ever...i'm gonna try to get everything but i'm sure i'll be missing stuff...the rest of the crew consisted of: Kerry, Brad, Mary, [Shade, Tish] (for a while), Chris, Matt, and the darch and sp00ky Violette showed up later...i believe that the first funny incident was the guy who always growls the cock anthems (usually Zeppelin) did some song and gave excuse beforehand for his performance because his throat was sore from last night...where he had participated in the Stage Stop's Open Band Night!

one thing that deserves its own paragraph: we formalized our aquiaintanceship w/ handicappedguy...this is this guy that's there almost every week, ocasionally w/ the slutty trailor trash girl riding around in his lap...(if you can't guess by the name, he's handicapped and is in a wheelchair...) tonight we noticed something special about him...he had this tendency to use his laser light pointer to shine on the boobs of various girls in the audience...just sitting there wiggling his pointer around as they moved...yea, nice and creepy...we made fun of him the rest of the night and the journal linked above is an extension of that...funny stuff...

the only song i did solo (we were late and it never got back around to me...unless i was skipped...) was the Ace of Base masterpiece "The Sign"...it was Paul's choice...the place was filled w/ these foreign students from Rhodes...i guess i was some outing for the foreigners' frat...they were very loud and obnoxious and we all know them foreigners love their Ace of Base...sure enough they all got up in a frenzy, dancing...one of the lesser heterosexual of the group (who, along w/ his buddy, was dubbed one of the Pene Pals...) got up on stage and was dancing next to me...he even put is arm around me...i returned the favor...but, of course, i was singing in my typical style and one of the stupid sorority girls was yelling at me that i was ruining a great song...it was pretty classic...later, there was a group sing-a-long w/ Violette, Paul, Chris, and myself...we did "Material Girl"...it was a wonderful mess...then this annoying girl (who had actually gotten up on stage and tried to sing when i did my first song...of course, i said "no, it's my song...") got up on stage and tried to sing w/ us...she was being very persistent...i said "no" again...i even went so far as to push her face back w/ my hand (i'm proud of myself beyond belief for that...), but she grabbed Chris' ass so he caved in and let her sing w/ us...but it was still kind've comical going back and forth between us and the girl trying to sing it right...as this relates: at the end of the night, she was singing some song that i don't know the name of (nor who sings it) and i grabbed Chris and we went up on stage and asked HER if we could sing along...she didn't protest, so we proceeded to butcher whatever terrible song it was...it was one of the crappy videoless songs that skip easily, so a few seconds into it our singing was making the disc skip...and a few more seconds later the words on the screen were turned into a completely garbled mass of pixels...the aforementioned lap-rider of handicappedguy tried to yank the microphone out of my hands by i pulled it back...she was yelling that i was messing up the girl's song...i just said it wasn't us, it was her...as there were no words to read we just started singing stuff like "words about being a warrior...warrior...words and some more words...warrior of love!" (the song had something to do w/ being a warrior, if you hadn't guessed...) Paul (as he told us afterwards) went up to the slutty girl and was talking her out of yelling at us...he said stuff along the lines of "she let them get up there..." but his final retort was "well, at least when i go home at the end of the night, i'm not a whore"...brilliant! after that was over, Donna came over and thanked us...said we taught her a lesson or something...(aside from constantly annoying ppl to sing w/ them, she had been annoying Donna all night...) that was amusing...

after that we went to IHOP...more incoherent hilarity ensued...mostly talking about the wackiness we had just endured...finally i went home and at around 6am, i began writing my paper...i got it thrown together and went to bed for what i was hoping would be a nice hour of sleep...to be continued...right now...

still catching up...

that one hour of sleep turned into two...that's right, i overslept...if it weren't for my mom yelling at me i prob'ly would have turned the paper in late...but i got to class, 40 min after it started, but i was there...after that i went back home for another bout of sleep...a mere 2.5 hrs before i went to work...as it turns out, i wasn't scheduled 'til 6pm...as opposed to my normal 5pm which i assumed i was scheduled for as well...so i woke up an hour earlier than i had to...i made up for that by finding a nice neighborhood street to park on and slept in my car 'til i had to be in...alarm clocks in phones are pretty handy...after work i went over to Brad's...we then met Paul and Violette and went to eat at Huey's...after that, back to Paul's for some fun...on the INTERNET! (it never stops...) though i did make another brilliant contribution to the great american film canon:
a sumo wrestler, an abominable snowman, mansex references, and porridge: what else could a movie possibly need!? oh yea...uncle sam...
Justin also showed up...at the end of the night i discovered the most amazing site on the interenet ever! www.hobo.com ...and i do believe it's serious too...a road trip must eventually be made to whatever city that hobo museum's at...it's like, i have a calling in life...or something...we also spent some time in the back yard kickin' it w/ the pigs...and that's the end of that chapter! (stay tuned for today's chapter...yea...)

Bardo Pond

well, i'm gonna recap the rest of the day too...it started when i woke up...then i went to class...then i went home...then i went back to sleep...then i went to work...(anyone notice any patterns developing here?) work was pretty interesting (well, not really...but i'll talk about it anyway...) i was there for a whole fucking hour before i even took an order...just sitting in the store washing dishes, not making money...but when i got back from my first run it had transformed into really fucking busy...so for the rest of the night i was constantly on the road...at one point, i even discovered the purpose of spoilers! i was in Harbor Town...i almost always look up the street before i leave when i go there, but for some reason (well, it was 'cuz it was busy and i was preoccupied) i just went w/out thinking about that...so i called the guy for directions but it didn't really help 'cuz his phone was crappy or something and it just sounded like a big garbled mess...but i got directions from a cop and was all good...when i got there, the guy was waiting for me outside...my phone was still in my hand so i set it on my trunk as i gave him his food...then i went to deliver the next order...i was wondering where my phone was when i remembered what i did w/ it...i looked in my mirror and luckily enough (very very very luckily) it was still sitting there on my trunk, being held on by the spoiler...i'm surprised it didn't fly off the side, considering the badittude w/ which i make turns...i drove more carefully to the next light where i hopped out and grabbed it...i was at work 'til a little after 10...but it'd say the last 45 min or so i spent in the store cleaning...(it's health inspection season so we're having to do more cleaning work...) so i guess i was actually driving for like 3.5 hrs of the 5 hrs i was there...i walked away w/ fucking $60...but i bribed Jolie $10 to cover the 12-2 shift for me so i wouldn't have to leave the show before Bardo Pond even started playing...after that, that left me w/ the standard of a decent night at $10 per hour (including all the time i was in the store not driving...) that's pretty sweet...afterwards i went over to Brad's...i called Jacques and he had changed his mind about going to the show "Bardo Pond's overrated"...twat...then i turn around and Brad's fucking pussied out on the show too..."i've seen 'em twice and i don't really have any money"...bitch...so i went alone...but the magnificent Kerry showed up not too much later...American Deathray Music wasn't too bad...on the first song, Nick Diablo was just playing organ and no guitar...it was an instrumental...i think he should stick w/ that...they had one song that was a tribute to "Road Runner"/"Sister Ray" i guess..."with the radio on" and "just like Sister Ray says" as well as lines simmilar to others in the songs appeared in it...of course their song wasn't nearly as good as either...(of course "Sister Ray" is THE greatest song that was ever written by someone other than Sonic Youth...but "Road Runner" isn't so high in the scheme of things...though it is a wonderful song...) then Bardo Pond played...quite good...they did "Be a Fish" and "Tommy Gun Angel" and some other song that sounded familiar but i couldn't put a name to...i realized that when i saw 'em at ATP and thought they did "Limerick" it was actually "Tommy Gun Angel"...i can get 'em confused...oh well...i really want to see them do "Limerick" live though...as it's their best song...one of the best songs ever...but "Be a Fish" and "Tommy Gun Angel" are my other two favorite songs of theirs...so that was nice..."Be a Fish" sounded different than on the album, but it still ruled...(different can be nice...) oh yea, it was really loud...i wish i had remembered to bring ear plugs...afterwards i started to leave but went back in to hit the merch table...i got a shirt and some cds...Bardo Pond: the new ep ("Orange Horse"/"Thalay Sagar (Torture Tortures)"), Vol. II, and Vol. 3; and Providence: 27.4.97 (this is a live ep by "Dave Pearce from Flying Saucer Attack, Jason DiEmilio and Jason Knight from the Azusa Plane and Carl Hultgren from Windy & Carl with the brothers Gibbons from Bardo Pond joining in on the second track.") it was the guitarist (Michael, i think...) and the bassist...they super nice guys...the bassist asked me if i was from here and said it was a nice town...i couldn't really think of anything to say back though...the guitarist gave me the Providence ep...(i had misquoted the price of one of the cds i bought, i said $10 instead of $15 and he was like well it's $15 but that's okay...i had also said something about the ep (which was $5) and he said i could get that for free w/ the other cd...coolness...) and the amount of money i spent was exactly what was in my wallet...horray for free stuff! it's even cooler when the actual band members give it to you...they also were really thankful...oh yea! and the guitarist complimented me on my shirt...(i was and still am wearing my "MOGWAI JESUS KNIFE" shirt...)

then i went over to Brad's...it was him, Mary, Leah, and Robbie...sitting around...Leah left, Brad went to bed w/out saying goodnight...oh, at one point, Brad was dancing to Jordy and fell on the floor...funny stuff...i sat around for a while talking w/ Robbie...he borrowed me Alice in Wonderland...i dunno how long it'll be before i get around to reading it...but i have been interested in reading it...now i'm home...i accidentally left my phone over there...(better than smashed on the curb somewhere in Harbor Town, i guess...) i had also meant to deposit my check on the way home, but i forgot...i need to...my bank account's almost on empty...