ypsilanti's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- no sign of g-jay just now got home from the show in detroit. 94 was weird so me and juan took 696 to 14, with a leisurely stop at Gianni's Coney in ypsi, home of the brave. there were cop cars, sirens, drunkeness, ridicule, harm, etc. the show was very sweet. and spiders are such a cool band, really doing something worth doing. the americans were sweet beyond all sweet, with matt smith in there on trumpet sometimes. i realized that i left work exactly twelve hours ago, apart from the 5 hours at my day job, where i got a chance to piss all my co-workers off by leaving early for soundcheck. i cannot wait to live this rock and roll loser life forever. g-j didn't show up tonight, however, which is maybe a blessing in disguise. part of me was hurt, but then i remembered what a drag it can be when ghee-jhay really starts into it, especially in public places. i saw my recently married friends today. how amazing and unpredicted and also terrifying. what is the best thing to do? a friend of mine who is cool and smart said that if he'd learned anything from years of therapy, it was that when there's a problem, the best thing to do was figure out what's best for you to do and then do it. do what is best for you. what is best for you? what is worst for g--j? that will prove my point. 4:38 a.m. - 5.5.02 cinco de mayo ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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