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060701 » every man and his mullet
listening to | something for kate
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feeling | good good
ok,
first i should probably clarify the whole ben
situation. even though i'm over it all now, some
of you may be curious as to what i was referring
to in the blog.
i was on the phone to my friend sandy on
wednesday afternoon and we started talking about
the weekend. i mentioned ben and the following
conversation ensued:
sandy: oh, i saw ben at the
grand on sat night.
me: what? you were at the grand?
sandy: yeah, i went straight
after work. ben was all over some chic.
me: yeah, that would have been
me.
sandy: hahaha no it definitely
wasn't you!
me: what? what time was this at?
sandy: between 2 and 3am, and
then he left with her. you didn't get with ben
again did you?!
me: i left the grand at about
2am, i just missed you! so he left with her?
sandy: yeah, but they looked
pretty close - must have been his girlfriend.
me: *ahem* supposed ex
girlfriend.
so yeah, ben left the grand with another girl. i
was pretty pissed off when i found out. not
because i was jealous, just because of the fact
that he could do that considering i am a friend
and would likely find out. though, he would have
been quite frustrated when i left. haha. but if
it was his on-again-off-again girlfriend i can
excuse him. they seem to break up and get
together every couple of weeks.
i'm still a little pissed off that he hasn't
responded to my text message asking him about it.
lucky i didn't ring him, or it could have been
rather uncomfortable for the both of us. so much
for him so badly wanting me to ring him so we
could see each other again.
none of this explains that text message i got from him a couple
of hours after i left the grand, however.
so that's the story. at least there is one less
thing to be confused about now.
i
saw tex perkins last night. omg! it was the
weirdest gig i have ever been to! it was like
being at the local bowlo! haha! all these old
balding guys and men with mullets all trying to
recapture their youth. i think the new tex
probably may not have been the tex they were
expecting, considering they would mostly have
been beasts of bourbon fans. scarey stuff.
jono and i got to the gig all of about 3
minutes before it sold out - they only had 50
tickets on sale on the night. that meant that
other friends of ours were not able to make it,
as they could not get to the venue in time.
his support act, dan brodie and the broken
arrows, was very country. dan is not exactly what
i would call a lyrical genius. dan, wearing a
beanie and a funky shirt will not make you hip to
the young ones, especially when you write lyrics
like "you make me want to kill, because you
make me so ill" (or something along those
lines). wow! rhyming kill with ill! who would
have thought of that? i was so waiting for a few
"yeeha's!" in the middle of a few of
his songs.
but then the tex came out and made me want to go
*reow*, but not as much as the cute boi beside me
made me go *reow*. he looked a little like
merrick watts though. eeek. but i don't think he
had man boobs. he kept rubbing his arm against
mine and he had a cute goatee. we both had a bit
of a chuckle when we realised the 40 year old guy
in front of us had lit up a giant spliff. haha!
talk about trying to relive his youth.
for some reason i had been feeling like absolute
shite all day. i woke up with swollen glands and
a headache and was worried i may have tonsilitis
again. more likely, the fact that i had been
talking about tonsilitis and glandular fever with
dan the night before was making me paranoid (i
hope you don't have glandular fever dan!) and i
really only have a cold. but anyway, i was
feeling like crap and so was jono, so we left tex
at after he had played for about an hour. it
wasn't a proper walkout because we were liking
what we were hearing. we only did it because we
both felt like shite. my eyes were incredibly
sore and i felt like falling asleep. so don't
take this as meaning i wasn't enjoying tex, i
was! i just felt like poo.
dan and i
have come up with the perfect idea for a shop.
i'm so going to open a cd store that is also a
pub. how cool would that be? especially for me,
because i would be working there. i could get
pissed for free and listen to music all day.
though, if i get drunk i may start giving people
more change than i should, and that wouldn't be
very profitable. i also came up with the idea
that if you spend over $15, you get a free
schooner. :D i've already had a few friends
volunteer to work for me.
by the way this idea is copyright to superkate and dan the man,
so don't even think about stealing it!
ok,
off to see the beautiful mick hart tonight.
here's hoping he plays a few of those covers he
has been playing lately (namely hymn l'amour,
lucky or lilac wine).
text message of the past couple of days: rache is out on the town and horny for you (from my friend andrew whose girlfriend rachel i kissed)
days
without a smoko: 75 (i've decided i can
probably stop keeping count when i get to 100)
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