With the changes of the weather, the gas prices, the seasons, and The Change itself, I have changed the title of my blog yet again. I can't exactly review performances much if I have not attended many. There are some and they will be reviewed but I will also provide insights on life and such. You know, the entire purpose of a blog.
It is sweltering in K-town and when I shower and step outside, I feel another shower is in order. But it eventually gets tolerable. But that could be that I've lived here for ten years and know what to expect. However, my friendship with Beth has gotten closer because we have a swim in her pool before we both have to go to work.
Today I am visiting my friends who are taking summer classes at Kennesaw. I have this odd feeling of "What time is it? Do I have class? My god, I hope it's canceled. I can't stand that bitch for the rest of the semester. Why does she always come here?" But then I am cheerfully reminded that I, in fact, do not have class, nobody I don't like as damned the circle with their undesirable presence, and I am free to enjoy the company and cigarettes of others.
I went to karaoke last Tuesday for the very first time and found it enjoyable between poorly and drunkenly arranged renditions of Journey, the Backstreet Boys, and the Spice Girls. I did however fall in love with the whitest emo kid who rapped like nobody's business and had all the black people in the audience cheering him on like there was no tomorrow. Also this one old, fat guy cranked out Louis Armstrong and sounded just like him. Beth and I harmonized and only one guy seemed to enjoy it, let us know openly, and resumed quaffing his beer. But I am going back tonight sans Beth because she looks like a chipmunk from wisdom teeth surgery and cannot go with us sadly enough.
Tomorrow I get to see Dylan *girlish squeal*. And probably will hang out with him and Hollis until he decides to say "I've got work in the morning."
Life update: I'm working at Bugaboo Creek Steakhouse off of Barrett Pkwy as the most intelligent hostess there. I may go back to retail if I can't work as a server. I'm headed to Nashville this Friday to see the Tubes play the Wild Horse Saloon (and I pray to God they play "Don't Touch Me There" and "What Do You Want From Life?"). Thursday I am going to Screen on the Green. And I have to work nine hours on Sunday for friggin' Father's Day.
Jam packed week. I'll write next month. I promise.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
