Wow, I just had an interesting night. My nights are always interesting when I'm on amphetamines.
This could get wordy, cuz I'm still high. (6:00 a.m.)
Okay, so I went up to the Nanci Raygun in Richmond to see this band RPG, and They were good. Well On my way up to richmond I had this wild idea to throw a giant party this summer on the property that my mom just moved on to in Williamsburg. I'm thinking of inviting like 10 to 20 bands to come play it (my band included) and we're just gonna have an all day outdoor rockn'roll festival. I've already gotten 3 bands interested (lol, the 3 bands I sawtonight
)... okay... well that idea was just the beginning of my interesting night.
I got to the raygun, and there was like 5 people there.... Then all of a sudden it got really crowded... and it was a good time. I hung out with my friend BeerO who is sort of a bouncer there. That was just a plain-ole fun time.
When the show was over, I talked to this guy who is one of the stage actors in Gwar. He was ghe guy who invented GorGor the Dragon, and I think he said his name was Tim? I don't remember. But he gave me a whole bunch of tips on how to go about setting up my festival, which was really cool of him, and he said that he'd help me promote it too
Then at around 2:00 I left the club. I got in my car and started to drive home. I got a half a block down the road, until I saw this girl in the street trying to hitch a ride for her and her guy-friend. It was freezing cold, and she didn't have a jacket on, so I offered her and her friend a ride home. SHe told me there was a little get-together at her place and that I should come hang out and drink with them. I quit drinking, a few weeks ago, so I didn't drink, but I did hang out. I talked with these people and just, you know, chilled with them for a while... then two people left. When they left, I realized that I was alone in this woman's house! She came back downstairs a little while later with this piss-drunk guy named tony. We continued to talk about music and stuff for a while, until this woman abruptly cut me off, mid-sentence. She said, "Okay, well, my friend here wants to go to sleep now on the couch, and tony and I are going upstairs to fuck. So... you have to leave now." and You know, it wasn't so much that she was rude to me when she said that that bothered me... It was the fact that I had learned earlier from one of the other people in the room that this woman was married, and that her husband works the graveyard shift at some computer company. I feel like such a naive dork when shit like that happens, because it doesn't seem like that shit should really happen. Despite my horrid cynisism I have this pre-set thought that people are good deep down inside... It's always so shocking to me when I see people just flat out disregard other people's feelings... and it makes me wonder just how common it is. How common is it for a woman to be married and show no respect for her vows; no respect for her husband's feelings about her? I dunno the answer... but it makes me sick to my stomach to think how rampant that problem is... because I know how common it is among men, and that's disgusted me for years. Bah... whatever. Everyone Dies Alone... I just think it would be nice for people not to feel like they have to live their lives alone... People like me... I'm not lonely because nobody talks to me. I'm lonely because I feel alone in the world as far as my morals go... Yet at the same time, my morals are based on the most basic of most RELIGIOUS morals, which is, "Don' fuck with me, I won't fuck yout. Treat me nice; I treat you nice. Hey!" It's kind of Ironic how a lot of religious people don't hold true to that kind of saying, but people as anti-religion as me stick by it through and through, no matter how much I get shitted on for it. Bah... humbug. I wish I could just give in to being a dumbshit conformist who wants nothing more out of life than money, security, extending lineage, and someone of the opposite sex to fuck whenever I please.
DAMN YOU, UNIVERSE, FOR GIVING ME SUCH CRAPPY BRAIN CHEMISTRY!
I hate it.
Oh well... That's why people like me turn to drugs. It's just a shame I have to find something different than alcohol, and isn't as easily detectable as weed... Oh yeah! Adderall! FUCK YEAH! Thanks for the totally sweet recreational prescription drug! You fucking highway robbery drug-cartel/corporation mother fuckers! (I realize that noone from the drug corporations will read that... I'm just expressing my feelings toward them.
After not sleeping for a long time, and being on drugs, I feel like it's a good time to write music. Peace out! I hope someone endured this long ass journal entry to find the good in it... if there is any
This could get wordy, cuz I'm still high. (6:00 a.m.)
Okay, so I went up to the Nanci Raygun in Richmond to see this band RPG, and They were good. Well On my way up to richmond I had this wild idea to throw a giant party this summer on the property that my mom just moved on to in Williamsburg. I'm thinking of inviting like 10 to 20 bands to come play it (my band included) and we're just gonna have an all day outdoor rockn'roll festival. I've already gotten 3 bands interested (lol, the 3 bands I sawtonight
)... okay... well that idea was just the beginning of my interesting night.
I got to the raygun, and there was like 5 people there.... Then all of a sudden it got really crowded... and it was a good time. I hung out with my friend BeerO who is sort of a bouncer there. That was just a plain-ole fun time.
When the show was over, I talked to this guy who is one of the stage actors in Gwar. He was ghe guy who invented GorGor the Dragon, and I think he said his name was Tim? I don't remember. But he gave me a whole bunch of tips on how to go about setting up my festival, which was really cool of him, and he said that he'd help me promote it too
Then at around 2:00 I left the club. I got in my car and started to drive home. I got a half a block down the road, until I saw this girl in the street trying to hitch a ride for her and her guy-friend. It was freezing cold, and she didn't have a jacket on, so I offered her and her friend a ride home. SHe told me there was a little get-together at her place and that I should come hang out and drink with them. I quit drinking, a few weeks ago, so I didn't drink, but I did hang out. I talked with these people and just, you know, chilled with them for a while... then two people left. When they left, I realized that I was alone in this woman's house! She came back downstairs a little while later with this piss-drunk guy named tony. We continued to talk about music and stuff for a while, until this woman abruptly cut me off, mid-sentence. She said, "Okay, well, my friend here wants to go to sleep now on the couch, and tony and I are going upstairs to fuck. So... you have to leave now." and You know, it wasn't so much that she was rude to me when she said that that bothered me... It was the fact that I had learned earlier from one of the other people in the room that this woman was married, and that her husband works the graveyard shift at some computer company. I feel like such a naive dork when shit like that happens, because it doesn't seem like that shit should really happen. Despite my horrid cynisism I have this pre-set thought that people are good deep down inside... It's always so shocking to me when I see people just flat out disregard other people's feelings... and it makes me wonder just how common it is. How common is it for a woman to be married and show no respect for her vows; no respect for her husband's feelings about her? I dunno the answer... but it makes me sick to my stomach to think how rampant that problem is... because I know how common it is among men, and that's disgusted me for years. Bah... whatever. Everyone Dies Alone... I just think it would be nice for people not to feel like they have to live their lives alone... People like me... I'm not lonely because nobody talks to me. I'm lonely because I feel alone in the world as far as my morals go... Yet at the same time, my morals are based on the most basic of most RELIGIOUS morals, which is, "Don' fuck with me, I won't fuck yout. Treat me nice; I treat you nice. Hey!" It's kind of Ironic how a lot of religious people don't hold true to that kind of saying, but people as anti-religion as me stick by it through and through, no matter how much I get shitted on for it. Bah... humbug. I wish I could just give in to being a dumbshit conformist who wants nothing more out of life than money, security, extending lineage, and someone of the opposite sex to fuck whenever I please.
DAMN YOU, UNIVERSE, FOR GIVING ME SUCH CRAPPY BRAIN CHEMISTRY!
I hate it.
Oh well... That's why people like me turn to drugs. It's just a shame I have to find something different than alcohol, and isn't as easily detectable as weed... Oh yeah! Adderall! FUCK YEAH! Thanks for the totally sweet recreational prescription drug! You fucking highway robbery drug-cartel/corporation mother fuckers! (I realize that noone from the drug corporations will read that... I'm just expressing my feelings toward them.
After not sleeping for a long time, and being on drugs, I feel like it's a good time to write music. Peace out! I hope someone endured this long ass journal entry to find the good in it... if there is any
I'd quibble with the notion that the "don't fuck with me, I won't fuck with you" morality has its basis in any religious context. I'm sure if one wanted to, the notion could, in some form, be traced back to Mesopotamia and beyond. It just seems like the type of moral custom that arises out of necessity in any civilization that moves beyond being merely nomadic.
I do agree that there is something inherently sad about infidelity. It's one of those things that I can never really understand. I mean, if you want to fuck around, why not simply talk to your significant other about it and have an open relationship? Seems to make sense to me.
The concert sounds interesting. Hope it works out for you.