Boy what a lowsey night last night. I went out with the singer in my band to see her friends band play at stonehenge, and it was so packed that the whole time I was there I spent walking from one end of the place to the other because people were litterally pushing me this way and that to get to or get away from the bar... after her friends band played and she flirted with the singer we left cause this boy who like in love with her and she's made it clear she doesn't want anything to do with him, kept getting all touchy feely with her. So we went over to the Wick to see our friends band play THINE EYES BLEED (amazing metal band to look out for) And they fucking destroyed the place. One of the best sets I've seen in a long fucking time. However that creepy stalker boy showed up at the Wick at started getting all touchy feely with my singer again, so I distracted him while she went up to the third floor and hid in our jam room. Then I saw the girl I really really like making out with this guy I really really hate, all he's a total player and emotionally destroys every girl he dates. I've got 4 friends he's done that too and they're still not over it. Ughhh... People really fucking suck
Then I went up to our jam room and I guess for the first time in the 4 years I've been in this band that someone decided to clean the jam room and I couldn't find anything to use to get high... no papers... no bottles... no pipes... no bongs... no tin foil... nothing. And I can make a bong out of anything. So I ended up sitting in the jam room without my bass for an hour till creepy stalker boy left. Our friend Kiff came up to the jam room and informed us that our room is full of espestus and that we're probably gonna get cancer if we haven't already because its like sticking out everywhere, then he proceeded to rip chunks of plaster off our wall because our jam room looks like it should be condemed. So now there a huge part of the wall thats just bricks. But then Mercedes and Morgan from Kittie came up and chilled with Yasmina and I, that wasn't too bad. But then they all left and it was just me. So I went back downstairs to the bar and that guy I hate was still making out with the girl I like cept now he had his hand up her shirt. So I just left and walked home in snow for an hour.

Then I went up to our jam room and I guess for the first time in the 4 years I've been in this band that someone decided to clean the jam room and I couldn't find anything to use to get high... no papers... no bottles... no pipes... no bongs... no tin foil... nothing. And I can make a bong out of anything. So I ended up sitting in the jam room without my bass for an hour till creepy stalker boy left. Our friend Kiff came up to the jam room and informed us that our room is full of espestus and that we're probably gonna get cancer if we haven't already because its like sticking out everywhere, then he proceeded to rip chunks of plaster off our wall because our jam room looks like it should be condemed. So now there a huge part of the wall thats just bricks. But then Mercedes and Morgan from Kittie came up and chilled with Yasmina and I, that wasn't too bad. But then they all left and it was just me. So I went back downstairs to the bar and that guy I hate was still making out with the girl I like cept now he had his hand up her shirt. So I just left and walked home in snow for an hour.