My god it's hot out. I think part of me melted off on the way back from Marisa's. But at least I got some grub to her from the wine bar.
Ha, it was so dead today that me, the cook and another waitress just basically bullshitted around because there was nothing to do. I got a chicken ceaser salad, scones and a cookie out of it though. My god...those cookies....I swear everytime I bite into one, it's like a little chocolate factory in my mouth.
Friday night, I brought home some issues of Rolling Stone from the wine bar. Someone had left them there, and I took them, even though I already own two of the three left. One of those two was the summer tour issue, where they were talking about the big tours like Ozzfest, Warped and that shit. In that one, they interviewed a couple of people: Brody Dalle, Ozzy, Manson, Chester Bennington, and Davey Havok, to name a few. (I bought that issue cause I was all "OO! OZZFEST!" all last summer - wasn't that much into Ahfee at that time.) Later that night, my roomate and his friends were making fun of "Gay-f.i.", so I cut out the page with Davey's interview and taped it to the front of my door as a joke. We all got some good jokes and laughs out of it.
I noticed today that I still have it up on my door. It'll probably be removed and trashed later, seeing as I already own a copy of that issue. But, as I was getting ready to leave to Marisa's, I just kinda stopped and looked at the pictures in the interview for a moment. And was just amazed. Not by the pictures themselves, but the fact that the person in those pictures isn't just a faceless being to me anymore. Davey's not just another poster on my wall, or a .jpg file on my harddrive, or a face on the t.v. I've met him, talked to him, hugged him. He's real. He's a real person. And I got the same feeling I got when I met him back on NYE - a surreal feeling, like I've been blessed to have had so many oppertunites to interact with him.
And it got me to thinking...I'm pretty fortunate to have had the chance to meet some of the people I've met since living out here. Not many people get the chance to meet the people in pictures they see in the magazines they purchase, or the videos/movies they watch. To most, the people plastered in the media are always going to be decorations and fantasies. They're going to live in captured images forever.
But, after you've met whoever it is that you meet, it's a whole different feeling, thought, and view. It's like "Wow, I've met them. I've met them. They're real. Human." I'm sure we can all relate on this. Take a look at this site alone!!! For a while there, the SG's and SG members were just pictures I looked at and people I talked to online. And then, I got the chance to meet some of them back at the end of the SGB tour. I got to talk to them, hug them, went out to lunch with a few of them. And though it's back to being images and IM's, it's still different because the barrier that the Internet had created was torn down. And it's a whole different perspective now. To know that you've been in their presence, and they in yours, and no one can take that away from you.
A majority of the world's population will never get to meet that one person they adore. They'll be left forever wondering what that person is like, and be stuck creating a personality to attach to the person to make them real to themselves. And then there are the few who get that chance. And though the number is vast, the percentage is minimal. And they're no longer left wondering. Because they know.
Ha, it was so dead today that me, the cook and another waitress just basically bullshitted around because there was nothing to do. I got a chicken ceaser salad, scones and a cookie out of it though. My god...those cookies....I swear everytime I bite into one, it's like a little chocolate factory in my mouth.
Friday night, I brought home some issues of Rolling Stone from the wine bar. Someone had left them there, and I took them, even though I already own two of the three left. One of those two was the summer tour issue, where they were talking about the big tours like Ozzfest, Warped and that shit. In that one, they interviewed a couple of people: Brody Dalle, Ozzy, Manson, Chester Bennington, and Davey Havok, to name a few. (I bought that issue cause I was all "OO! OZZFEST!" all last summer - wasn't that much into Ahfee at that time.) Later that night, my roomate and his friends were making fun of "Gay-f.i.", so I cut out the page with Davey's interview and taped it to the front of my door as a joke. We all got some good jokes and laughs out of it.
I noticed today that I still have it up on my door. It'll probably be removed and trashed later, seeing as I already own a copy of that issue. But, as I was getting ready to leave to Marisa's, I just kinda stopped and looked at the pictures in the interview for a moment. And was just amazed. Not by the pictures themselves, but the fact that the person in those pictures isn't just a faceless being to me anymore. Davey's not just another poster on my wall, or a .jpg file on my harddrive, or a face on the t.v. I've met him, talked to him, hugged him. He's real. He's a real person. And I got the same feeling I got when I met him back on NYE - a surreal feeling, like I've been blessed to have had so many oppertunites to interact with him.
And it got me to thinking...I'm pretty fortunate to have had the chance to meet some of the people I've met since living out here. Not many people get the chance to meet the people in pictures they see in the magazines they purchase, or the videos/movies they watch. To most, the people plastered in the media are always going to be decorations and fantasies. They're going to live in captured images forever.
But, after you've met whoever it is that you meet, it's a whole different feeling, thought, and view. It's like "Wow, I've met them. I've met them. They're real. Human." I'm sure we can all relate on this. Take a look at this site alone!!! For a while there, the SG's and SG members were just pictures I looked at and people I talked to online. And then, I got the chance to meet some of them back at the end of the SGB tour. I got to talk to them, hug them, went out to lunch with a few of them. And though it's back to being images and IM's, it's still different because the barrier that the Internet had created was torn down. And it's a whole different perspective now. To know that you've been in their presence, and they in yours, and no one can take that away from you.
A majority of the world's population will never get to meet that one person they adore. They'll be left forever wondering what that person is like, and be stuck creating a personality to attach to the person to make them real to themselves. And then there are the few who get that chance. And though the number is vast, the percentage is minimal. And they're no longer left wondering. Because they know.
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