and I went to Dischorus ‘06 in Oklahoma City yesterday. It was an all day festival at the zoo amphitheater, which is the best venue I’ve ever been to. It was huge and there was stadium type seating and lots of shade (unlike most festivals I’ve been to.)

There were lots of good bands there: Seether, Shinedown, Crossfade, Breaking Benjamin, Buck Cherry, Hailstorm, Rikets and 4-5 other bands

We saw a shitload of hotties there. (I’m bi, so there was double the eye candy for me.)

All the bands were good (except the first two.) Their music wasn’t bad per se, but the fuckers were talking smack about two of my favorite bands.

Jealousy is a bad thing, boys and girls.


We had a kick as time. The only part that really sucked was when Dudney and I were leaving. When we were halfway to the car we noticed that my back door (the one with the broken window) was wide open. I almost shit on myself. (Figuratively, of course.) We hurried to the car. I had left my purse in the car. It had all my id as well as my digital camera and mp3 player. Luckily, I had stashed it under Dudney’s car seat.

The only things that were missing were my brand new hoodie and my bookbag. I didn’t care much about the hoodie, but the bookbag was full of important things to me: all of my poetry (most of which was new and hadn’t been backed up yet); three books I was reading; two journals; some pictures; and several pay stubs.

I can’t stand thieves. They are among the lowest forms of life – next to rapists, liars, cheaters, and murderers.

Why can’t people just respect each other and their property?

It pisses me smooth the fuck off.

On this day..