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Fancy this, I actually have things to write.
First off, christ, where to begin, it's been 3 days? Umm, I guess Sunday night works. Rehearsal went well, and then I studied for my perspectives quiz with katie, and by studied, i mean that i copied the proofs out of the book and left in disgust. Then I came home and made a mix for myself, because I felt like it. You can check it out here. I did it because i was sitting around and the Smiths' "Cemetry Gates" came on and I was inspired.
I had a fair amount of difficulty falling asleep that night. Then monday i went to class, took my test, rocked it, and came home and played computer for a while, and then katie came over to get the survivor tape and then tim's brother jeff administered some haircuts, and some drinking was had, i scored a ticket to counting crows, and a group of us left.
the first band was nice but boring and one song was a blatant rip off of "karma police" and then the crows peaked with their third song, "mr. jones." I dunno, i just wasn't feeling them at all, brenda and i left towards the end of the set, saw kate getting handcuffed and walked back in disbelief. you'll notice that i used the name "brenda" in the same sentence as myself when describing walking from some place. Well yeah, things were worked out. Or where they? Stay tuned as the saga unfolds.
Tuesday morning rolled around and then so did work. and then came tuesday evening. at rehearsal, katie jokingly suggested we do a powerhour. i kept her to it. we got beer, i made volume three, and tim katie sarah and i got wasted. i was way ahead of pace, i believe final was 8 or 9 for the hour which is ridiculous. I found out i'll be going to death cab on friday alone and then i collapsed in bed around 1.
It was weird. I had a dream last night where i was at some show in nyc, and sean was there, and he jokingly put my arm around this random girl, and it stayed there. and then we walked aroudn the venue, which was the middle east downstairs on crack, and we got a peak at Conner Oberst (bright eyes), and then i made some crack about how all the girls love conner, and then we left. Here's the weird thing: i checked the middle east schedule page today and saw that a bright eyes show just got added. i've never even heard a bright eyes song, so why the hell was he in my dream?
next weird thing is that we were leaving the concert, and some guy tried to kill me.
I dreamt monday night that some guy killed a lot of people i knew and tried to kill me.
I also dreamt monday night that i fell on concrete and missed cracking open my skull by two inches.
I dreamt on Sunday night that someone tried to kill me.
Then on Monday morning, i started thinking about how when i die i don't want to be buried. The thought of being buried creeped the shit out of me. What was even more creepy is that for the first time ever, i actually really thought about me as a dead person.
Also, for some reason i've started wearing all black with white makeup. Actually not, but at least then i could explain this whole death and dying phenomenon.
it's 4:05, i have work in 25 and i've eaten nothing today. whoops.
I'm showing Se7en tonight, should be good. I've instructed people to come dressed as their favorite deadly sin for a costume contest after the movie that i will be judging. Also, there's dawsons and felicity tonight. Woohoo.
OK, i need to eat.