Jen

Well I've never had one of these before
And it's stronger than I thought
Someone put the glass in my hand and
Romanced by the shape it was
He said rocket fuel is the key
He called it clear and hard
and it wipes me out
and it warms me up
well I hope so
cause it's bitter cold*

Don’t be so paruparu.

At least that’s what the translation section of the Hala Kahiki menu has to say.

Last night was a nice break from the ordinary Thursday night affair. It’s been a long time since we were last at the tikki getting our favorite beverages such as the Blue Hawaii (Gant), Dr. Funk (Greg), Pina Passion (me) and some chocolate drink that I can’t remember the name of (Becky).

Oh yeah, can someone remind me that I have a huge mouth that can, and has in the past, gotten me into way too much trouble? Thanks.

Guess who is going to see Superchunk tonight? Me! Pat got us tickets, which was a pleasant surprise. I’m not too familiar with the new album, but if they put on show like the last time I saw them, I can’t imagine being disappointed.

I also finally picked up our (Becky, Gant and my) tickets for the Plan show on the 25th. Too bad that I still haven’t gotten my CD in the mail from Insound. I want ample listening time before I go to the show, you know?

On XRT today, like always, it is Double Feature Friday. Unfortunately, the bands are Dave Matthew’s Band, which everyone should know by now that I HATE**, and the Bodeans, that gets a thumb down and one waving in the middle somewhere because they don’t suck too hardcore, but I definitely wouldn’t pay a dollar to see them. (NWAD) I have a story about the Bodeans that happens to crack me up every time I think of it. So, I’m at some restaurant with Jer*** and that stupid song, Closer to Free is on. Jer says, “God, what a cocky bastard.” Why, I ask. “Listen to what he’s saying. “Everyone wants to be closer to me.” Ahh, that still makes me laugh.

Everybody one, Everybody two, Everybody . . . ME!

*This is such a good verse from Kicked In that I had to type the whole thing.
**Top three reasons why I hate Dave Matthew’s Band. 1) Do not name a band after yourself. Boo, BOO! 2) They write the same stupid songs over and over again. 3) They are sponsored by Frat boys, I have proof.
***Ex-boyfriend and currently missed friend that now lives in Portland, Oregon.