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Guess that "actually updating my journal" thing isn't working out.
Went to a concert tonight. David Usher, Sloan, Finger Eleven. Old school. It pretty much rocked out. We didn't have "VIP" tickets so we were stuck in the stands, but there was a minor riot when a bunch of us decided to jump the barrier to go into the pit. Yeehaw.
Christ, though, people. I love the pit. I love to mosh. I've been down with that for over ten years now. But this new trend of "turn the entire pit into a slam contest, much to the dismay of the 95% of people who don't want to participate and you're constantly slamming into" is incredibly uncool.
Also, important message to Finger Eleven: your new CD isn't all that great. Don't play every song off of it. All we want to hear is the old stuff.
S'all good though. Going nuts to Good Times in concert generally makes life worth living.
Time to try and sleep. This week has been chock full of intense drama, maybe I'll remember to post about it.
Guess that "actually updating my journal" thing isn't working out.
Went to a concert tonight. David Usher, Sloan, Finger Eleven. Old school. It pretty much rocked out. We didn't have "VIP" tickets so we were stuck in the stands, but there was a minor riot when a bunch of us decided to jump the barrier to go into the pit. Yeehaw.
Christ, though, people. I love the pit. I love to mosh. I've been down with that for over ten years now. But this new trend of "turn the entire pit into a slam contest, much to the dismay of the 95% of people who don't want to participate and you're constantly slamming into" is incredibly uncool.
Also, important message to Finger Eleven: your new CD isn't all that great. Don't play every song off of it. All we want to hear is the old stuff.
S'all good though. Going nuts to Good Times in concert generally makes life worth living.
Time to try and sleep. This week has been chock full of intense drama, maybe I'll remember to post about it.
Went to a concert tonight. David Usher, Sloan, Finger Eleven. Old school. It pretty much rocked out. We didn't have "VIP" tickets so we were stuck in the stands, but there was a minor riot when a bunch of us decided to jump the barrier to go into the pit. Yeehaw.
Christ, though, people. I love the pit. I love to mosh. I've been down with that for over ten years now. But this new trend of "turn the entire pit into a slam contest, much to the dismay of the 95% of people who don't want to participate and you're constantly slamming into" is incredibly uncool.
Also, important message to Finger Eleven: your new CD isn't all that great. Don't play every song off of it. All we want to hear is the old stuff.
S'all good though. Going nuts to Good Times in concert generally makes life worth living.
Time to try and sleep. This week has been chock full of intense drama, maybe I'll remember to post about it.