whew - i survived
May. 22nd, 2008 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
adivanow i've done and seen almost everything.
last night, i went to a prog rock concert. if you had asked me just 6 months ago, "jinnyisms2, do you think you'd ever go to a prog rock concert?" my answer would probably have been "why the f would i?"
and yet, there i was. at a dream theater concert. it's the boy's favorite band. it's so tragically floridian. and white. it's why i had to go. he told me there were two rules. 1) i could not fall asleep. and 2) i could not leave. i managed to stay within those boundaries, but it was hard. actually, despite my lack of interest in the music (did i mention before dream theater, there was this band called opec, a swedish death metal band?), i had quite a bit of fun being near the pit and pushing and punching people. i punched 3 or 4 people yesterday and it felt pretty good. then i almost got in a fight with someone outside the theater after the show. hopefully, this will curb my aggression levels for a while.
so, now the boy and i are even. i made him go to the hotel cafe tour and listen to touchy feely folksy grey's anatomy type music (my only rule was that he not criticize my music - i even told him he could bring a book or his DS lite if he wanted). and i have now listened to musicians play 50 billion notes in an hour on their guitars and drum sets, etc. i witnessed a lot of hair, shirts that said things like "behemoth," and i think we may have been the only two actually from manhattan. i'd say it was pretty educational overall. like a nature show.
plus, it meant i got to see the boy last night. his website programming personal project is really making me sad. i only get to be with him for maybe 36 hours out of the whole week (one sleepover on a weekday and one weekend day plus sleepover). and today is a rough day for me (my dad died on this day two years ago) and i wish i could spend more time with him. right now, i'm proceeding with the thought that i won't see him until monday, which seems awfully far away. i'm calling it being "gloomy and doomy." i tried to get an answer out of him this morning about his plans for the weekend, but we decided it would be best for me to remain "gloomy and doomy." otherwise, i risk being "hopeful then disappointed." i ended the conversation by demanding a full weekend in june along with the cushy pillow he's buying me for being good this month. i maybe should have specified that i meant multiple full weekends. oh, i also told him that i may possibly die on saturday from a freak accident. he remained speechless.
last night, i went to a prog rock concert. if you had asked me just 6 months ago, "jinnyisms2, do you think you'd ever go to a prog rock concert?" my answer would probably have been "why the f would i?"
and yet, there i was. at a dream theater concert. it's the boy's favorite band. it's so tragically floridian. and white. it's why i had to go. he told me there were two rules. 1) i could not fall asleep. and 2) i could not leave. i managed to stay within those boundaries, but it was hard. actually, despite my lack of interest in the music (did i mention before dream theater, there was this band called opec, a swedish death metal band?), i had quite a bit of fun being near the pit and pushing and punching people. i punched 3 or 4 people yesterday and it felt pretty good. then i almost got in a fight with someone outside the theater after the show. hopefully, this will curb my aggression levels for a while.
so, now the boy and i are even. i made him go to the hotel cafe tour and listen to touchy feely folksy grey's anatomy type music (my only rule was that he not criticize my music - i even told him he could bring a book or his DS lite if he wanted). and i have now listened to musicians play 50 billion notes in an hour on their guitars and drum sets, etc. i witnessed a lot of hair, shirts that said things like "behemoth," and i think we may have been the only two actually from manhattan. i'd say it was pretty educational overall. like a nature show.
plus, it meant i got to see the boy last night. his website programming personal project is really making me sad. i only get to be with him for maybe 36 hours out of the whole week (one sleepover on a weekday and one weekend day plus sleepover). and today is a rough day for me (my dad died on this day two years ago) and i wish i could spend more time with him. right now, i'm proceeding with the thought that i won't see him until monday, which seems awfully far away. i'm calling it being "gloomy and doomy." i tried to get an answer out of him this morning about his plans for the weekend, but we decided it would be best for me to remain "gloomy and doomy." otherwise, i risk being "hopeful then disappointed." i ended the conversation by demanding a full weekend in june along with the cushy pillow he's buying me for being good this month. i maybe should have specified that i meant multiple full weekends. oh, i also told him that i may possibly die on saturday from a freak accident. he remained speechless.
