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Date:2001-08-01

Time: 12:09 am pst
craving: raspberries

Drinking:whisky sour
Wearing: Jammies
Listening: The Matches - Dog Eared Page
Talking:
Thinking: I want to go on vacation!
Wanting: Warm Socks
PLUGGING: Urban Dictionary


everclear

"You've got me wrong. I'm not so hard. I'm not so strong.When this is said and done,I'll realign,I will resolve.

He's the golden boy.He's the savior.He's the one. But there's another side, Waiting like a loaded gun. The Mayfield Four - Realign

On Saturday, I went to see Everclear with Jacob (I gave him tickets for his 20th b-day) and I knew that there was going to be some opening bands I've never heard of, Fineline, UEO... BUT, when I got there, the opening bands line-up had changed...

=D

First up, was a band called FLIPP. They were the shittest band. EVER. I can understtand no being prepared for an event, but, these guys didnt even have talent to prepare.

The frontman of the group painted his face like one of those ICP guys, and, bleached his hair, and made it spikey. He wore a striped suit, and, flipped the crowd off, screamed 'mother fucker' about 20 times per minute, and he mimicked but--fucking his bandmates.....

The bassist, wasn't much better...he was the 'punk' of the group, he had a really nice 'rancid style' purple mohawk. But, he was wearing this skin tight body suit made of vynl and rubber. He had a rocket strapped to his back.

The drummer had green hair, and, basically played "bass drum, snare tap, cymbal crash" the whole time, every song. For a for a sound like, 'boom tap crash'. He sucked, and felt the need to tell everyone after every song, that he was high.

The most..uh...normal average guy, was the other guitarist, he was bald, wore all black, and had on square shaped yellow sunglasses.

Anywho, The second band, was The Mayfield 4 and, they rocked ass. :) I was pleasntly supprised by em. =) Check em out!!!!

American HiFi was the 3rd band, and they did ok. The crowd was still DEAD and Everclear was next. Sooooo, after American HiFi Played their 'radio hit' (flavor of the weak) everyone got happy.

Then. 20min and a set change later, out came, Everclear

They, stole the show!(which they rightfully should.) They were awesome, I think they are one of those bands, that sound better live. So Jacob and I are standing, front row, (you know where front row is, it's where your boobies rub arround near that cattle herd gate thingy, and a BIG sweaty security guard stands between you and your dream date) *sigh* BUT, even better, then oogling through a hot sweaty rent-a-pig at him is:

TOUCHING HIM, AND HIS GUITAR, BECAUSE, YOU WERE INVITED ONSTAGE!

Yes children, I peed. I just about had an anuresim/heart attack/hernia/<'insert bad thing here'> cos, I was nearly the only kid, singing along, and bouncing arround, and, well, acting like I'm at a concert. So, they stopped in the middle of "AM Radio" and Art was like:

'WHAT THE FUCK!! You guys are too damn mellow. WAKE THE FUCK UP OUT THERE!!! Did they pass out ritalin at the door? Well, at least someone sold theirs to make a profit on all you stoners in the back. Come up here sweetheart!'

And, I died. I spazzed out for about, oh, 30 seconds, and sang the rest of "AM Radio" onstage with the band. And I died. I just, layed down, and died. Yes, I'm still dead. I still believe, that, I am not living. !*(@*!(@&!*@&(!(*@&*(&@ I TOUCHED CRAIG!~@*!@*!@*!@*!@*!@*!@*

heh. sorry. But, I wanna, well, eff him. ALOT...

In other news, my feet are cold. I like Vanilla ice cream. ALOT.

And, that reminds me... I feel the need to bitch, whine, and complain.

The other day, Jacob was complaining, that his, 'manly needs' weren't being met.

So, I wake up this morning, and I get a shower, and when I'm getting dressed, I decided, to get all dolled up. I put my hair in curlers the night before, and I put on a skirt, and a cute little top, (specificaly one that drives Jacob crazy) and I head into the living room where he is reading the paper. I hop into his lap, and, procede to be what I thought, was pretty obvious that I wanted sex. He puts down the paper. Gets up. Stretches. And then, he goes to the bathroom and showers.

The only way I could of been more obvious about wanting sex, would to be there naked, with a condom in my hand.

So, I was pissed. Yeah, that's all, just needed to bitch. =) After all, if I didn't it wouldn't be a diary entry...

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