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My friend Ian knows alot of shit about music, and I think his favorite word is retarded.

I went a Necronauts show tonight at the Modified, and while there, I decided to strike up a conversation with a girl, as is my wont. What I didn't consider was that the music was so fucking loud I wouldn't even be able to hear myself speak, so she didn't realize I was trying to talk to her, then I tried to get a little closer, and then she turned around, and I swear to god, the look on her face was akin to what I imagine serial rapists see.

Needless to say I apologized profusely, and after the music we chatted briefly, and I got her name, and then she left and it was like, "ok then, nice to meet you too," and she was gone.

... It was a bummer.

But hey, the Necronauts were great. Afterward, I went and got drunk, as is my wont.Modified