Seen Jimmy Eat World twice in 2 days- went to an instore yesterday and saw them in concert tonight.
I only know about 1.5 of their albums, so I didn't know all of the songs, but I made sure I sang along heartily to the ones I knew. And dug my knuckles into the backs of anyone who stood too close to me and tried to take off my nose with the back of their head...
Yeah, I know, I was at a gig, these things happen, but I was pretty much sitting in the sound desk- I thought I'd at least get some peace there... wow, I hadn't realised someone could sound so old at the age of 23!
Reworked a song I wrote a couple of summers ago that sounded like something else today. It no longer sounds like it and is quite good. I might even consider playing it in public now.
Brother's stag do on Sat was fun. Clay pigeon shooting followed by a chinese and drinks. Stripped him naked and antiqued him at the end of the evening, which was fun.
In spite of all of this merriment, I'm still not particularly happy. My friend from Phoenix and I stayed up and chatted until about 3am on Sunday morning about a friend of ours she likes here and our friend Amanda in AZ who I really like. I think we're both trying to let go of both of them, but it's hard. I really, really like Amanda and if I'm brutally honest, I'm scared I won't meet anyone as nice as her, which is silly 'cos important characteristics in my dream woman are that she'll live in the same country as me and perhaps, gosh, I dunno, want me too. Much as I'd happily move to AZ, I can't control the 2nd bit.
My bro is getting married on Sat. I feel like a spare wheel. The chief bridesmaid is a 6ft bitch. I don't particularly like the bride or her family. I fear that my brother hasn't thought things through properly. It's his decision though, and I'm hardly in a position to judge. I'll go along with it and hope it works out for them. If it doesn't, hopefully I'll be in another country when the shit hits the fan...
I only know about 1.5 of their albums, so I didn't know all of the songs, but I made sure I sang along heartily to the ones I knew. And dug my knuckles into the backs of anyone who stood too close to me and tried to take off my nose with the back of their head...
Yeah, I know, I was at a gig, these things happen, but I was pretty much sitting in the sound desk- I thought I'd at least get some peace there... wow, I hadn't realised someone could sound so old at the age of 23!
Reworked a song I wrote a couple of summers ago that sounded like something else today. It no longer sounds like it and is quite good. I might even consider playing it in public now.
Brother's stag do on Sat was fun. Clay pigeon shooting followed by a chinese and drinks. Stripped him naked and antiqued him at the end of the evening, which was fun.
In spite of all of this merriment, I'm still not particularly happy. My friend from Phoenix and I stayed up and chatted until about 3am on Sunday morning about a friend of ours she likes here and our friend Amanda in AZ who I really like. I think we're both trying to let go of both of them, but it's hard. I really, really like Amanda and if I'm brutally honest, I'm scared I won't meet anyone as nice as her, which is silly 'cos important characteristics in my dream woman are that she'll live in the same country as me and perhaps, gosh, I dunno, want me too. Much as I'd happily move to AZ, I can't control the 2nd bit.
My bro is getting married on Sat. I feel like a spare wheel. The chief bridesmaid is a 6ft bitch. I don't particularly like the bride or her family. I fear that my brother hasn't thought things through properly. It's his decision though, and I'm hardly in a position to judge. I'll go along with it and hope it works out for them. If it doesn't, hopefully I'll be in another country when the shit hits the fan...
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thanks for the birthday wishes.