ypsilanti's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- time in cars last night in detroit had most of what you would imagine in my new life where i run from place to place trying to find people and situations that remind me most of the movie "Over The Edge", the one where the suburban 70's kids are weird and bored and high and fucked with and then blow up the high school after they lock their parents in it. we went to the first place and saw only two songs by down mf, excellent old band from east lansing, relocated to philladelphia. still really good, one of the better bands then and making me happy in the present day. kind of sucked that we missed the other four songs, but then there was a hip hop dj who i'd seen there before doing some pretty impressive shit. after a long enough time we went to the parking lot and listened to the tape you did the other night. super good, all the noises sounded like a drummer who had only a double-bass pedal and a bird for the entireity of the drum kit. very beautiful. we went to place #2 to hang out and meet up with everyone in from chicago, and it was cool because moods for moderns were playing upstairs. i got to see a bunch of people i hadn't seen in forever and make out with dave shettler, so my night was like any other dream i've ever had. it was also really good to see you after so long, but kind of weird, but exciting and nervous, too. you really looked different, but then i remembered how you think it's funny and cool to change your style all the time, how hilarious it is that people take image (especially other people's image) so seriously. drunk. "you look cute". hi, my name is.." thanks for noticing. we left there at 2am, and i was a little apprehensive to drive on a friday night right after the bars let out, but it was ok because i was awake and didn't really care. we both had to piss, and decided we should piss somewhere weird. first weird thing we saw was a huge stone monolith in the fenced-in yard of some weird professional building. it was all strangely shaped, like a melted cube, and there were circular windows in it where you could see it was hollow inside. we looked in to make sure no one was sleeping in there, and then climbed in. "what the fuck is this thing?" "it's some sort of work of art!" then we pissed all over the thing. it was the coolest thing that's happened in years. back in the car for no more than a second before a brown and white truck plows through a stop sign, directly into the back end of my car, and then squeals away. no bodily damage to either of us, but the right tail-light is crushed and it's scary as fuck, and they're just gone, hopefully with a crashed in front-end. we got off so lucky. seconds slower and we would have been really hurt. seconds faster and they might have hit the gas tank. cars suck so bad. tried to keep it together, but had to stop for a donut in order to calm down. time has been seeming to repeat itself lately, in a warped and sickly way. flowers and glass. fell asleep listening to evil music, woke up to your phone call, you're back in town, too. no plans for later, so by all means, let's hang out. now i have to go to work, and my life is really moving in a weird, slow, unbalanced direction. not unlike a small child trying to understand walking, speaking, eating and any number of other completely ridiculous concepts. if you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice. rock and roll all night. drive backwards towards the future. 17:26:25 - 2000-08-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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