October 20, 2004

…sing me something soft…

Good baseball has gone out the window. I’m not talking about the fact that the Yankees lost or the Cardinals won. But Game 7 was pathetic. Boston pulled ahead in the first 3 innings and that was it. It was like there was no competition. Every once in a while something like this happens and it really makes me think the games are rigged. And not because the Yankees lost. But the Yankees are better than that. They can put up a better fight than that. Game 5 & Game 6 were so much more enjoyable to watch because they were closer games. But sweeps are pathetic. Its like watching a Major league team play against Little League. No competition. Boring. Oh well. Yankees lost. And look, the world is still turning. How amazing is that?

Last night was the Straylight Run concert. The line-up was Say Anything, North Star, Hot Rod Circuit and Straylight Run. Say Anything was really pretty good. I bought their CD but I haven’t listened to it yet. I really liked them and so did Kaba. North Star was good too, but I wasn’t quite into them. I’m not a huge fan of Hot Rod Circuit, but they did good too. Kaba and I spent most of their set sitting outside listening to the radio and smoking. Straylight was cool. I’m so glad we went. Their last show was better, but they still did amazing. Their last show was just…well Manny and Brian and Russ were there so that made things different. The club was also showing the Yankee game at the bar, so all the attention wasn’t focused on Straylight like last time. But they still played an amazing show.

And I saw Schuld who gave me this huge hug. I swear, he gives great hugs. I love getting hugs from him. And the Douglas brothers were there, so I was happy to see them. Laura was there too and she invited me to the Halloween party at her house. She was funny, getting mad at me for not coming to see their new house, but that’s how it goes. It was still cool. It was nice to, like, connect with people again. I’ve felt so out of the loop. I’m gonna call Timmy tonight and see if he’ll come over to hang out. We are just so random.

I think we’re going to call Thursday nights the Random Room. Do whatever we want, just chill. I don’t know how well it will go off tonight because I haven’t really been telling a lot of people about it, but thats ok. Maybe Kaba and I will go rent a movie or something. I’m thinking Pulp Fiction for some reason. Or else Shrek 2. Either or maybe both. We’ll have to see what happens.

I guess nothing else much is new. I’m in a pretty good mood today which is understandable because of last nights show, but its still weird for some reason. Not content, but I’m just in a good mood. Oh well. Saturday Kaba, Loren and I are going to Jersey to see my grandpa. I want to buy mums and carnations. His favorite flower is carnations. Even though I know they won’t last long, I want them there anyways. I can’t believe it hasn’t even been a week since we buried him. It feels like a lot longer. It’s just strange.

And nothing else interesting is really going on. I’m bored basically. And I really really wish I could listen to music at work again. Seriously it helps me to concentrate on what I’m doing. I get so easily distracted in the 30 seconds it takes for the computer to run. Its partly why I’m so behind. But for some reason, the older generation just doesn’t get that. Oh well. That’s the way things go.

all the boys voices cracking
oh, the moaning half tones
come summertime,we’re all the same age here
all the tension and the terror
thin limbed gorgeous green eyes smiling
and i’m going straight to hell

all the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily
and i try but i’m not convincing
your lips, they pout and twist
and i die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
you take in everything with a certainty i envy
it’s somehow all i need
just keep me guessing please

darling, all of these awkwardjumpstartstalling conversations
mean much more to me than anything
it comes down to me and you
and whether we’re supposed to or not, we still will
we’re so much better off than them

a look
a laugh
a smile
a second passes by and i regret it
words just aren’t right
sometimes i just can’t explain
all the ways you devastate me
always on my mind

The Tension and the Terror~Straylight Run