meximick's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Goddamn I'm so tired I could start a small controlled fire in the corner of the office. And my face is dry. Could this day get any worse? Oh, and I was out 2 days last week because I was sick with anthrax. Actually I just happened to listen to "Among the Living" by Anthrax on Thursday, and had a cold. It's an underrated album. But I'm better now. Thanks to the recommendation by the amazingly gifted, Gingi (once again, your taste is impeccable. You're scaring me.)... On 9/20, me and the girl went to see Sigur Ros, and we were fucking stunned. Really, it was amazing. Having never heard them was even better. The imagery of the films they showed as they played was incredible enough, but the sounds that came from them made my mind reel. Imagine 2,000 people sitting on the edge of their seats in a mix of anticipation, awe, and amazement. It was one of the best things I've ever seen. After it ended, all we could do was shake our heads. We were dumbfounded as to how incredible it was. Last night we saw Modest Mouse, and it was a fucking rocking show. They played all kinds of songs I like, and I got to shove this really drunken guy toward some stairs. The guy standing behind me gave me the thumbs up on that one. What can I say? Motherfucker was crowding me and being all not able to handle his liquor and shit. Had to reprazent for the ladies, you know. Going to see Travis on Wednesday. Joe Strummer next Monday. Damn I love going to shows. I IMed my friend Katie today. She dropped a hint of a secret to me. A horribly unfair and very naughty secret which involves her knowing an "ex-porn star". But she would say no more, that bitch! How dare she! You can't just throw something out like that and not expect quick reprisal from me. Instead of her elaborating on that, we swapped sex-related rumors about people we went to school with. One is involved in the BD/SM scene. A couple of others videotaped themselves having sex, and others were privvy to said tapes. I can't help it. I fucking love hearing about things I have no business knowing, like people's sex lives. I always say the best gossip is the gossip you make up about people you haven't seen in years. Oh, and I knew this girl Katie who once 'serviced' an entire High School chess team. Granted, it was only 2 guys, and the encounters were separated by two or three years, each in the context of mutually supportive relationships, but she's still known around town as the "chess skank". Number of days I have gone without contracting anthrax---- 9055. 2:51 p.m. - 2001-10-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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