katiebarthedoor

god i hate Derby.
the streets are littered with tourists who cant grasp the concept of one-way traffic. they are a menace and a hazard.
however, the bars are open till 6 in the morning on Derby.
so theres the silver lining i'm always looking for.

on to other business.
these guys are the pillows.

i saw them with new-j orchestra at the pannics in tokyo.
i made a journal entry about it at the time.
anyway my point is i totally rocked out to them yesterday.
alone. completely rocked out. hard. like when you where a kid. rocked.
no excuses. i wasnt on drugs. i was sober as a judge. the rock just completely overtook me for like 15 minutes.
it was like i was back in middle school. listening to judas priest, or run dmc.
for 15 minutes i was that hyper little kid with the buzz-cut and rat-tail. turning the party out on a sucka emcee, or assulting legions of fans with my metal-riffic guitar riffs.
it was everything i remember. and it made me feel awesome.
edit: (also, all the kids in my neighborhood had buzz-cuts and rat-tails. it was the standard operating procedure for a hood at the time)

i would very much like you to try it today.
unless you listen to dumb music. in wich case you cant be helped, and for that i'm sorry.


another unfortunate piece of business.
i have quit using emotes since i've been back. so far, people have taken things i said way out of context. also i noticed people take me more seriously. being taken seriously isnt a good thing if your being taken out of context.
-it was a completely neutral statement-
but because there was no emote to convey my indifference or sillieness. a friend of mine got all bent outta shape.

also. if you use emotes, that is awesome. i'm just going to lay off them personally.

god i hate Derby.

keep the faith.