Ok this weekend was completely weird:
Friday:
I originally was supposed to have dinner with Dannielle but somehow I ended up eating dinner with Candace and Valerie at Sushi King.
Let me just say that this was the first time I had ever eaten Sushi- and I was quite terrified.
Of course, after the meal I was immediately hooked and I was craving it again an hour later…. wtf?!?!
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After sushi- I picked up the sea bass and went to Fucked Up/ Iron Age/ Black Congress/ Jon Benet show.
Black Congress were much better than I had anticipated-
Iron Age were off their game, me thinks. Not into it.
Fucked Up—-
I have mentioned previously that I don’t actually like Fucked Up that much…
(not enough to actually purposefully listen to their cds)
I mainly attended the show because
a) I have heard their live shows are pretty good and
b) I was curious how they would sound live with such a weird sound (experimental-ish)
Fucked Up in Austin by nutterphotog.com (click pic for his pictures)
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I must say they were light-years better in person and I would probably go see them live again but I still dont want to listen to their music on my ipod.
The one weird thing about Fucked Up is that typically with hardcore punk-
there seems to be a sinister or at least dark tinge to the music.
With Fucked Up- especially the live show- borders on happy fun times and lollipops and epic rainbows.
I guess it just bizarre for me to hear a hardcore band that doesn’t make me feel somewhat violent.
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Afterward I went to Boondocks to meet up with the bias for an hour-
I asked Dannie Pants who was playing SXSW and her response was:
“I don’t know?! I just go to drink”
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Saturday:
I slept alot of the day- then of course because now sushi has taken over my soul
I went to Sushi King with my cousin Marty.
I have no idea why I am so enamored with sushi now (especially crunch rolls and philly rolls)
It’s difficult for me to even fit a sushi piece completely into my mouth without feeling like I am choking from too much food in my mouth (I have TMJ problems, dude). For some reason I ignore this fact and choke away…
After sushi, Marty and I took a trip to target so I could find a new pair of shoes…
(I tend to fixate on one pair of shoes and wear them until they are literally falling apart and reek of death)
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Eventually Bastian came home and just me and went to Biba’s One’s a Meal for gyros.
Any motivation for anything was swallowed by the gyros and I was down for the count.
No ladies night for me….
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Sunday:
Fucking sushi for lunch. again. This time at Tomo on Westheimer.
The crunch roll totally sucked but the philly roll was a dollar cheaper.
Tomo gets scratched from the sushi list.
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Eventually, I went to a superbowl party at Kevin’s house and saw a friend of mine from high school that I have not seen since literally graduation in 2001. It was really nice to see her and I totally miss her. I am not sure what happened- we just lost touch somehow.
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I won money from my office pool for the superbowl so that was totally awesome.
Highlight from the superbowl?
Bruce Springsteen’s slide on the stage that brought his crotch right into the camera. HILARITY.
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I left the party during the halftime show and hung around at home until I had to leave for the Annihilation Time show at Rudyards.
I FUCKING LOVE ANNIHILATION TIME it never subsides.
Bastian complained saying it sounded like the same song over and over again
but whatever dude I love them.
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I bought another shirt. Did I mention that this entire weekend I did not get drunk?
GOOD FOR ME!
Now if I can only stop myself from overdosing on sushi.
I NEED IMPULSE CONTROL!!!
