I'm creeped out when I see the exterminator driving around with the huge metal black widow hanging on the door. Am I weird??

I've always wondered what it takes, fifteen stitches and a soft parody
Last night I was lying in bed watching television while waiting for slumber to consume me and I happened to stop on Elimidate. Now I know thats one of the trashiest/cheesiest dating shows they have out there, but nothing else was on, so I stayed. But anyways, it was 1 guy and 4 girl deal and two of the girls mentioned they each had a child, and the guy chimed in saying he has one as well. Then it cut to the thing where the guy comments on what his inner thoughts are on the subject at hand. So he says, "When Stacie and Dawn mentioned they had kids, I liked that, it showed they were responsible people" I just had to laugh at that. Keep in mind these people are in their early 20's and he says they're RESPONSIBLE?? Ok, maybe he means by having a child you have a new responsibility and you have to be at a certain responsible level to manage a child, but by no means is a 23 year old with a 3 year old child a very responsible person. With the exception of a 23 year old who's married, established and stable, but in my eyes, that's rare.

It Was A Good Day... y'know, that oldest of skools song from Ice Cube... you know what I'm talking about
So anyways, like the title says, It was a good day. One of the best I've had in a long time. We'll go chronologically with the events. I had Gov today (don't jump the gun, thats not the good part). I have Gov MWF and Michelle (my current crush, for those out of the loop) was absent on Monday. So after class was over and while I was gathering my belongings to leave, Michelle asks if I have the notes from Monday and asks if there were a lot. So I flip through them and briefly show her and then she says, "Would it be alright if I copied them from you sometime this week?" and I said, "Oh of course, yeah, just give me a call whenever" and she said "Sweet, thanks" So we had a little conversation and we both couldn't look at each other in the eyes for more than 2.3 seconds without bashfully shying away (We soooo want each other). But what I was most tickled about was the fact that she said "sweet". For one thing, thats a common word of mine and for some reason I couldn't picture her using that. (If you dated Heidi you'd know) So there's the first fun tidbit. Then I was on my way to Pandora's Box (I'll get to that later) and my phone rings (don't get your hopes up, it wasn't her) and its my cousin and she asks if I'm still interested in working temporarily for them. So in the next few days I'll have a job again and actually have an income, at least for awhile. Some people might consider work nothing to be excited about, but man, I've gone without a job for way too long, its pathetic. So I get to Pandora's Box, which is my tattoo parlor, and add two and a half more hours to my arm. Thats 23 hours for my arm, 26 hours total. Fun stuff, I got my elbow done, that sure was a kiss from an angel. So after I'm finished enjoying a session of masochism I get into my car and find a couple text messages from my bandmate Kyle. He says "43 broke up and JJ wants to sing for us" 43 is this local band thats been together for about 6 years and for as long as they've been playing, they sure do suck. (They used to practice in our same storage facility, so we'd hear them all the time) But ever since we started playing we've wanted JJ to sing for us, because he's exactly what we're looking for. He can sing great and scream with ease. So I guess he left a note on our storage door saying "43 broke up and I was wondering if you're still looking for a singer" so we're all stoked because we can start booking shows and just hittin' the gas with this shit, I'm excited as all hell. And 43's old manager came to us tonight and offered a show two weeks from this Saturday, and we're gonna do it, plus another in December. Awesomeness. NOW GET YOUR ASSES OUT OF MICHIGAN AND COME SEE US!! So... It was a good day... I'm making progress with my "Since 9th grade crush" and she's says "Sweet" I'll have some income for a few months, and my band is progressing. I almost have all the bases covered. All I have to do now is meet Laura and Stephanie and all will be perfect.

Since I replaced the "I" in live with an "O" I can't remember who you are
We practice in a storage unit, you know what I'm talking about... Well we got a new manager or something and she came to us tonight saying that we have to turn our stuff down. Ok, I guess we could turn our amps down but how do you turn down the beat of the drums? I guess Kris could beat softer but that would undermine our whole practicing process because we'd be practicing at a much softer rate, and that just doesn't fly. She's being totally unreasonable. We pay freakin' $200 a month for that place and she can't be more lenient?And they have three other bands playing that I know of, so they have to expect noise. They wouldn't have let any of us rent a unit if they didn't want bands. When the guys first rented the place they gave us the impression that we could play as much as we want as long as we were out by the time it closed, and now they're changing the rules on us. She's saying that she puts her daughter to bed at 8 so we have to stop playing by then, but what if we lived next door to her, she couldn't do shit, the sound ordinance isn't until 10pm or something right? And when we brought up our points she responded with, "Well I can evict anyone I want, though I don't want to" Its like, c'mon give us some fuckin leeway, especially at the price we're paying. We're getting such great feedback from people who hear us. Even random people who don't know us. I was putting my bass in my car tonight and some lady who was doing business with her own storage was driving by and asked what our band name was, then proceeded to say that we sound great. This was from some middle aged woman, someone I definitely wouldn't expect to hear that from. And then shit like this has to happen to set us back. RRRRR!!!

\m/ <---- the "rock on" sign
Before The Storm had their first show last night. We rocked it man. I mean, obviously most 16 year old girls aren't going to really get into our music, especially if it's the first time ever hearing it. We also had a few other things against us, including the cold and our singer. We played in the garage and it was really loud in there so everyone was on the driveway outside and it was night and like 45 degrees, so everyone was freezing and a lot of people would leave and go inside, come back out and leave again. But it didn't bother me. Lou was there rockin' out to every song with us.
Our singer sucks. Thats why we told him to get lessons or we're gonna have to fish around for a new one, and he took that as a total insult, even though we were just trying to be helpful, y'know? We didn't say it trying to mean at all. But anyways, we asked him to sing for us tonight, just so we'd have a singer. But after we played our first set we went and mingled and ate and screwed around for awhile. And that's when the mother of the daughter who's birthday it was asked us if we could play our next set without the singer. Then she went and asked him personally. I don't know how it went, I avoided looking in that direction because I felt bad for him. It was sad, but then again, its a total sign. If the audience is requesting to just hear the music w/out the singer, that means something. So I guess he got pissed and got a ride home with someone else. But the next two sets we played with just the music, we rocked the fuck out. I mean, when we practice Matt jumps around and tries to get us to get into it, but I'm mostly just concentrating on getting better at my parts, but during the show I was throwing my head around and just goin at it, along with Kyle and Matt the three of us were rockin man! Then Lou would come up and jump on our backs and stand there and rock out, it was awesome. I wasn't nervous at all, even during my solo parts. I had such a blast, oh man, I can't even describe how it felt, I was just a constant smile afterwards, because it felt so damn good. The middle finger on my plucking hand is split open slightly and the index finger has a monster blood blister, so that just proves I fuckin rocked out. WOOT!

P.S. We got paid $100

Welly, Welly, Welly
My, how the tables have turned... I went down to Rancho this weekend for my grandpa's 70th. Good times, it was snowing ash though. Then Sunday morning my friend Kyle text messages me saying "Deftones and Poison the Well in San Jose tonight at 7, wanna go?" Little did he know that I was 7 hours away and he messaged me at like 11. But it mattered not, I followed up on a few details and got my ass on the road. I had to stop in Paso to drop off my niece, pick up Kris, and take a much needed pee. Then we were back on the road. We made pretty good time until we got to San Jose and Kyle had given us a Left instead of Right direction which completely threw us off and having my cell phone go dead didn't help. So we ended up being late to the show and missed Poison the Well. I have never heard them before so I wasn't really upset but Kyle and Kris were. But oh well, our main agenda was the FUCKING DEFTONES!!! oh man, awesome awesome show!! We were about 30 feet from the stage so we had a good view of that sexy guy. I'm not much of a mosher so trying to keep from being pulled/pushed in was a bit of a challenge at first, but I'm a big guy so I just knocked wussies down. But oh man, when I saw them back in my senior year we were 10,000 miles from the stage, but being so close was wonderful, it was simply euphoric, whew! They played a pretty long set, not in this order but from each album they played: Bored, 7 Words, My Own Summer, Mascara, Around The Fur, Be Quiet And Drive, Headup, MX, Feiticeira, Digital Bath, Korea, Change, Hexagram, Pins And Needles, Minerva, Battle-axe, and Bloody Cape. And between a song he took a quick drink of beer and quoted the movie Old School "it tastes so good on the lips!" oh man! more proof that he's fucking awesome, he's quoting movies. And at the end of Headup he brought up a fan to scream with him, it was fabulous. Well worth the bitch ass drive up and down California. Good stuff. I hope some day we’ll be sharing the stage with them… its not that far fetched actually, because the second band that played sucked ass. I’m not being cocky or overconfident, but I honestly believe we’re a better band than them. ;)

P.S. Get your asses out of Kuwait and come see a Deftones show

P.S. 2: they played our wedding song, it was beautiful

P.S. 3: Come down from Michigan and see their next one with me!

Pissed
I asked, no... I demanded that all my friends and cousins in Rancho go to the Deftones concert with me on the 27th. I reminded them constantly, in person, online, through private messages telling them to PLEASE go. Back in high school I wasn't able to go to the numerous KoRn concerts with them because of my lack of a vehicle at the time, but now we're all in college and we all have vehicles... (used to) and we all have tons of time, they could do me this little favor and go to the concert with me. They know how much I'm freakin' obsessed. I was assured that someone was going to go, so in my excited state I bought my ticket only to find out later that no one else had bought a ticket, and all the floor tickets were sold out. What the fuck guys, thanks for giving me the shaft. I don't really want to go by myself....

La universidad
College should be a place for higher learning. A place you look forward to, to enhance your knowledge. Not a place to dread test scores or presentations or essays. On my way to school I should be thinking, "YES! I'm going to learn how to do such and such today!" Instead its more like, "FUCK! We have a test today!" Don't get me wrong, I've learned quite a bit in college and have been able to apply it, i.e. Human Sexuality. I feel like a freakin' guru, telling my friends how to do this or what that is or why she does this when you do that. ;) In my 13 years of required schooling I've learned that my brain does not function well with math. We all have mental strengths and weaknesses. My brain has a better feel for art, space and linguistics than it does for math and science. Now, I've learned that math is my enemy, so why must college pit us together? High school should've been the sampler plate. Give us a taste of everything to see what we like and dislike so that once we get to college we can focus only on what we like. I want to be able to go to college and enhance my artistic skills and learn twelve different languages. But no, math is there everyday laughing in my face, flaunting its variables, equations, radical expressions and a plethora of other terms that I don't give a damn about. *sigh, I better wrap this up, I have to go to math.....

Update:
Alright, considering only two people read this I don't care if my journals focus around my band, cuz I'm sure you two are gonna judge me, pssh. And if you're tired of hearing about it... TOUGH!!

Anyways... so I guess Matt reconciled with the band this weekend, cuz he showed up and everything was cool. Lou was even there and nothing seemed awry. But anyways, the show on the 26th is off *whew* its not that I'm unprepared, its that I have to go to my grandpa's 70th birthday party in Covina on the 25th and I was afraid I'd feel rushed and stressed and whatnot. But instead we ended up getting a gig for some girl's 16th birthday on Nov. 1st. That is sooo much less intimidating too, it'll be just a bunch of kids. But I'll have to miss the Halloween party previously mentioned... *sigh, its so tough being a rockstar ;)

Yooooou, should waaaake up! (wake up!)
Last night I was invited to a Halloween party. Any suggestions as to what I should go as??

RRR!!!
I wore my Freddy Kruger sweater today and two people called me "Festive" SONUVA BITCH! I'm not festive!!

On a lighter note: Shawna turns to me in math and says "You look like Freddy Kruger"
SCORE! 2 points!

Unrest In The Storm
Like normal we had practice tonight. Except tonight we had Matt (guitarist) there, which is like the second time he's practiced with us since I joined. With that said, we're getting frustrated with the fact that only 3 of us have been showing up to practice lately. I mean, I've only seen the singer once. But anyways, Matt brought of 30 pack of B**R, (bad idea) and him and his friend Lou drank, whatever, no biggie right?? Well, we get done playing our set and Matt and Lou go to have a cig outside and I eventually make my way out there to chat, but I stumble upon their convo and Matt is bitching that he feels like a puppet and says that Kyle takes control and blah blah. Well first of all, Matt doesn't come to enough practices, its only for like 2-3 hours a night, he's just not showing enough dedication. And second, Kyle has been playing guitar since the beginning of time so he knows what sounds good and he comes up with most of the riffs and whatnot and he formed the band so naturally he's going to take the most control, but Matt can't handle that. So Matt basically quit the band tonight. Lou starts in saying "man, you're just giving up, you suck, you're a bitch, this and that." and since they're both pretty drunk at this point they're being beligerent assholes and almost get in a fight and ultimately Lou tells Matt to "get your shit out of my car, cuz you're walking home!!". Its almost time to leave (we have to be out by 9 because the gate automatically locks and if we're still in we have to pay $30 to let us out) So being the responsible adults that we are we try to tell Matt that he's gonna get a ride with us, but he ends up throwing a bass across the lot and is yelling and we end up being late. Luckily the woman is nice and only charges us $10 as a warning. DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA. Who knows if this would've eventually happened, but the alcohol sure as hell didn't help...does it ever?

on a lighter note: I've developed a bassist callous on my finger SCORE!!

F**K, S**T, A**, B**R???
After school today I was chillin' like a villain watching TV and a commercial came on advertising Ludacris's new album "Chicken & Beer" Except the Beer was B**R! And whenever the deep voiced announcer said "NEW ALBUM BY LUDACRIS! CHICKEN AND *Burp*" some stupid burp noise would come on. Is there something horrifically wrong with the word beer? If they're trying to protect kids then I guess we'll have to change the name of a popular soft drink to Root B**R. Now this isn't a matter of defending Ludacris or beer, its a matter of how stupid America's censorship rules are. It's getting absolutely ridiculous. Kids hear worse words when their dad is beating his wife and calling her a plethora of obsenities then demands her to bring him a BEER. *sigh

Moob
Whenever I have inner tangents, whether something sets me off or I just randomly think of something, I seem to have a conversation/explanation in my mind. But I always seem to imagine myself addressing Laura VB. I don't know why exactly. Maybe its because she is incredibly understanding, or that I feel I can tell her anything, or that we just seem to relate to each other so well, or that she is incredibly open minded. We have such great conversations and whenever I have epitomes or just inner opinions I can seriously see myself telling her, and I usually do if I remember. Continue being such a wonderful friend please, you bring such interest, fun, excitement, and alternate ways of thinking to my life. Thank you Laura, I love you!