Man. Life is crazy! Here's the rundown, I guess

Last night I went to the basement show at Boner's! It was a really good show, I mean, even with all the super cool hardcore and straightedge kids and then all the kids who are too cool for any of us (I'm sure you know who I am talking about, and if you're not in the "scene" then you don't, so don't worry about it). I never realized I knew SO many people in the 'Ville! I was there with Gabe, Sam, and Maggie and like, as soon as we pulled up and got out we saw these kids that Gabe knew (the only one who intorduced himself to me was Pookie, and he was like "oh! You're Kashmir!") and then we walked in and I saw Jackie and C. J. (both of whom hugged me) and then Cory came and hugged me and then Ashley and Lloyd came in and Ashley hugged me, then Patrick Delaney walked ACROSS THE BASEMENT to give me a hug and say hello to me...TO ME! (and I told him that even though he's a jerk, sometimes he'll say something on the forum that makes me fall in love with him...i.e. in a thread about calculus he said "I know my Calculus...you plus me equals us" which is that song by that fake boyband....I laughed so hard) then there was Allie and Mikie and then Kat and Carah...I met Christina D, Cassie, Shell Shell, Krystell...I hung out with some kids I didn't know, my homie Trey was there and Sara and her possee...it was like this big ridiculous Family Reunion.

That paragraph sucked.

Anyway, Kat and I decided to, when a band we didn't know was playing, go buy some Yellow Jackets that we then consumed. Have you ever had those motherfuckers? They are HORRIBLE! We both took four, and like....my legs would NOT stop shaking! When I got home I threw up in my yard, and then again four times before I could finally fall asleep (at 8:30 this morning)! It was the most horrible feeling ever! I really thought I was going to die! I have never been so scared in my life.

And all day today my stomach was all queasy, but then before I went out tonight, my mom gave me this pill and it made me feel so much better. More about tonight later. I'm not done with last night.

Anyway, so I'm chillen with Ashley cuz Sleeping Car Conductor is about to set up to play, only these jerkass motherfuckers are all like "The Pink Spiders are playing next" and me and Ashley were like "try again fucker!" so we got all snotty and angry and then it was settled so we went outside for Ashley to smoke.

As we were walking back in, that Rivers Como from Weezer looking motherfucker was like "since this band is taking to long to set up, The Pink Spiders are going to play" and he said that shit RIGHT as I opened the door, so I said VERY LOUDLY "No, Sleeping Car Conductor is going to play" and EVERYONE turned to look at me.

Man, those fucks. Then this Lee Camp motherfucker was gonna try to cut their set short, but Boner was like "Lloyd, play the whole set, don't worry about it." And they did. and THey were fucking amazing.

And The Pink Spiders were terrible. We don't need rockstars in Clarksville...only musicians. And if we ARE gonna have any rockstars, at least be talented. Fuck, man.

Anyway, so tonight I grabbed Samma and Maggie, we picked up Cory and rolled out to the movies to meet Trey and Steven Reynolds and whoever else.

Steven didn't stay for a movie, but the rest of us did...we saw The Cat in the Hat which was REALLY fucking cute, but for the $7.50 I paid for myself and Samantha, it could have been longer.

I thought it was funny because before I left, I was talking to Rob Winn, and but who should I have seen at the theatre, but one Mister Winn, his girlfriend (Brooke) and Travis Zilli (with SHORT HAIR!!!!). It was ridiculously silly seeing them there.

Then we went to IHOP where this HEINOUS BITCH was working. I'm going to get the HQ number to call and make a complaint. I certainly hope to get her fucking fired. She was inexplicably rude to us for NO reason. I was so shocked! I've always been treated SO WELL at IHOP, but she had to go and fuck it up with her bitchness.

I'd go into detail, but my hands are sore, and I am kinda tired...maybe another time...but be warned...I will fuck that bitch up good. If you live in Clarksville, go to the IHOP out by the Mall and fuck with the ASSISTANT MANAGER this snooty blonde bitch named AMANDA! She sucks big time.

All you need to know is that, if you leave, while I'll support your decision, I will be very sad. You're a very important part of my life, and I'd be hard pressed to find a friend as amazing as you to help take care of me. I've learned more from you than you can possibly know, and you mean more to me than you understand.

Maybe I should have kept that to myself. Oh well. Sleep calls to me.

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