Yeah, so I know I've been gone...But I always end up coming back. And here I am. Crawling back to xanga like I was dying in the desert and xanga was a huge pool of water.
So anyways... YES!! I saw Stone Temple Pilots!! And it was...AWESOME.
Our July 2nd started with me and my friend embarking on an 8 hour trip to colorado! (only to make it in 4 hours)
The show was being held at Red Rocks Amphitheater... Yeah, an awesome outside venue!!
So, the opening band sucked...and they played way too long. I didn't bother on wasting memory card space on them.
Then the sun went down... The crowd starts yelling "STP! STP! STP! STP!" Then the lights hit the stage. At about this time, we're all yelling at the top of our lungs!
We all take bets on what the opening song is going to be... I said "Dead and Bloated" we were all wrong, it was "Big Empty."
We're all screaming and singing along with the band, which is good, and bad at the same time...I was recording video, and you can pretty much hear us through most of them. Oops.
So, even though it didn't feel like it... The band had been playing for 2 hours. They walk off stage, and everyone is wondering "Why the hell didn't they play 'Trippin on a Hole?'" Which I knew they had to play...but they were offstage for a while, and I got a little scared... But then I see Robert walk out on stage, and I knew it had to be done.
THE GUYS!! *not pictured Me!*
So the band jams out for a while, and Scott comes out. The lights explode as Trippin on a Hole starts playing... Gauna says I jumped about 8 feet up in the air during this time...which I probably did.
So, the show is over now... that bums me out, just a little. But hey, good things can't last forever. They all leave the stage, and we leave the venue.
Outside was fucking insane!! good thing I was drinking a little, or else all the people touching and standing so close to me would've really freaked me out!
So, we get in my friends car...dumbass people don't want to get out of the way as we back out. We start driving out of Red Rocks. I roll my window down, and about this time some guy hits my friends car with his hand and says something along the lines of "Next time you hit me, I'm going to get your plate number you mother fucker" I didn't let him finish, I flip him off, and he tries to drag me out of the car by grabbing my shirt. I scoot over and kick him in the shoulder, he lets go, and we leave.
Then we all crash out. Wake up early the next day. And leave Colorado with stories of STP for all of us to remember.
Just thought I'd let you know... Tired of all this damn xanga spam though!! oh well...guess some things you just cant fight. Maybe I'll write a new entry later... I miss xanga.
Yeah...I don't care what time it is...what...whatever it is! I'm drunk, and I could care less. Let me give you a rundown on how the night went before I forget it all....like valentines day.
I was watching Rocky, then Gauna calls. We go to Buffalo Wild wings. Take a SHIT load of shots. All of which I didn't pay for. So, got fucked up off of all those. Played some trivia. Won twice...(Thanks to the help of David and Haider.) went to an after party, had to piss like a race horse, left the party after I pissed, went to Haiders, watched some videos, listened to some music, smoked out of a hooka. Took some shots by myself, came home, started uploading pics on flickr on everything that went down...while they're uploading, I write this. goodtimes.
hope I don't forget. hahaha. Still not going on myspace, fuck it.
Nothing new. Work tomorrow at 2. did that rhyme? Anyways. Nothing new to report. Gonna leave. OUT.
So, It's valentines day... (and here I am writing this)
8:35 in the PM. Valentines day. Nothing to do! Surprised? I'm not. You know, I really dislike Valentines day, not just because it's (yes, I'm going to use a cliche here) made up holiday. But more because valentines day is the day that I left Reno. Badtimes. yes. I don't even remember how long it's been, mostly because I don't like to think of it! But off the subject here, I have no idea how much valentines days I've spent doing exactly this! But tonights a slightly bit different. A couple of friends and myself naturally, are going to Tristans house to get, (and I'm gonna write this in bold just so you can see how much emphasis i put into this.) SHIT. FACED! Then after that. on to the club! Where obviously a lot of other people who had nothing better to do/no dates are going to be. Who needs a dinner, cheap chocolates and flower, when you could just fuck it all and have a goodtime. haha. Awesome...
onto other stuff!!
Please remember when going into any. ANY retail store, and you walk up to an employee cause you need help, don't ask this stupid question... "So, are you the expert?" how stupid is that question?! "Fuck no I'm not! You're in the wrong fucking store man! Get the fuck out!" Agh, it angers me just thinking of it. Anyways, I guess it's not always their fault for not knowing, I mean... The store makes it look like we've had a vigorous training, when in fact, we got close to none. In fact! Some people who have worked there for months, MONTHS!! are still doing their computer "training" courses! I guess I'm just preaching to the choir now, this is a fight I can't win.
