24/25 de marzo del 2001
I'm tired ya'll.
I haven't accomplished anything yet and it's already 1:00 PM. I can see the sun through my window yet it's not calling out to me.
I'm vegetating on a beautiful Saturday.
I just went through a list of things I need to get done and just thinking about them tires me out.
Call me Slugina McLazy.
I have to get my car washed (and you wanna bet it's gonna rain this evening or tomorrow?)
I have to return some jeans I bought because the zipper's broken.
I have to get a refill for my pills.
I have to finish the band website.
I have to drop off three rolls of film.
I have to clean my apartment.
I have to exercise.
I have to organize my bills.
So why the hell am I not doing any of this?
Repeat: Slugina McLazy, nice to meet ya.
I feel bad because I'm not taking advantage of the sunny day. I know it's still early enough to go out and enjoy but eh... i'm not in the mood.
Someone come over and push me out of the house. C'mon people. Make me want to be out there.
9:00 PM same day.
Woo. I did almost everything on my to do list. Yay. And it was a nice sunny day BUT IT WAS FREAKIN COLD!!! Hmph!
Sunday morning
Well guess what? Didn't I mention it was going to rain because I washed my car yesterday? Well, lo and behold, it didn't rain! IT'S FUKN SNOWING!!!! AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!
I hate you Snow! Hate you, hate you, hate you!
Anywho, I've got a meeting today with the band and I just realized I haven't talked much about them here. I've only mentioned our gigs and such. So, even though they don't know about this journal, and I don't know if they ever will, for my own amusement, and yours, I'm going to briefly describe the kiddos.
We'll start with the vocalist, Hare. That's his nickname, tho' anyone rarely calls him that. They just usually go by his first name which I'm not going to divulge. If you know me or the band you know who I'm talking about.
Hare's a hottie. Yum. He's a tall, dark-haired, fair-skinned, green-eyed beauty. When he sings he completely gets into the music, zoning out everything and everyone around him. It's that involvement with the music that makes the audience zone in with him. If he was able to join the moshing, he'd do it but we're usually equipped with a corded microphone. Corded? Is that a word? Anyway, he did attempt the moshing thing once. Hee. He slammed into the crowd, taking along the microphone with him and in the process pulling the cord with him. Since I was crouching near the drummer I grabbed the cord attempting to pull him back in because the whole thing was attached to other plugs and instruments and who knows what damage would have occured. It was hilarious trying to balance myself against the wet floor while reeling him back in. I felt like a roadie.
Monkey-boy aka Monkey-face is our esteemed drummer. Another hottie. I've gots me a crush on him. Just a little one tho'. Whatever your preconceived notion of drummers is he's got it down pat. He's a wild child. Clubs every night. Women here and there. But he's sweet. His dream regarding the band is to play the earliest slot then go out clubbing. That's what he's all about... the clubs. At our last show he got so depressed about his performance, which was not bad at all, that he got plastered and kept telling me to tell him how much he sucked..."I sucked didn't I? Tell me I sucked! Don't lie to me girl, just tell me the truth! I sucked!" Okay. He also borrowed my leopard print cowboy hat and I haven't seen it since. Punk.
Ohboy is our bass player. He got the nickname because when you ask him a question he won't answer you with a yes, no or maybe. He answers with a slight nod of the head and an 'oh'. Haa! You have to see it to understand how hilarious it is. He's the goofball in the band. Always has something to say but when we finally quiet down to listen he'll forget what he was so enthused to contribute. Clown.
And finally there's Evil on guitar. He's the quiet one. He's married and has a little boy. He only gets silly when he's drunk and then he's just funny becoming friendly with everyone.
So there you go. That's my group of misfits. They're all dedicated to making the band succeed which I'm grateful for. All are single except for Evil and two of the rest have girlfriends. Guess which one doesn't.
Well, I'm off to prepare some more notes for this afternoon's meeting. Hopefully we'll get something accomplished and not spend our time joking around. This will be the first time I sit down with an agenda to take care of, so wish me luck.
Toodles.
