Writing about FU earlier this week got me all nostalgic, so I went to their site and started reading through the guestbook. Someone had posted a question about getting copies of the new album, and the band responded that all you had to do was give them an email address. I figured it couldn't hurt anything to try, so I did, and soon after that, I got an email. The end result is, I'm getting a copy of
September 2005 Archives
Things have changed around here lately schedule-wise, so any extra time I get to spend with Mike is welcomed. He'd hurt his foot over the weekend, which sucked because he was in pain, but was nice because I stayed home with him and we got to spend time together. We were planning on doing the same thing today until he was called in to work in spite of his hurt foot. He wasn't at the point where he could drive comfortably yet, so I drove him to work and then spent the day hanging out in the area until it was time for him to leave. It was a pretty fun day, although I missed being able to just hang out with him at home.
Someone said something about mental health days, and now I've got the Folded Under song going through my head. I'm still bummed they're breaking up. Even though I haven't seen them play in a while (maybe a year?), they're still one of my favorite local bands. I first saw them in the summer of 2001 with my then-boyfriend. His old roommate (I think they were roommates, but they may just have had apartments next to each other...I'm not sure.) was the new drummer for FU, so we went to see them play at Mary Wash one night. Several months after that, the then-boyfriend and I had broken up and I wasn't doing so well. Part of my plan to get back to normal was to go out more, so when I saw that FU was going to be playing at a bar I liked, I decided to go to the show. I ended up buying their cd and a couple of stickers, and pretty soon after that, I was at every show I could make it to. One of the guitarists was also a manager at that bar, so even when they weren't playing, I could still count on seeing some of the band on the weekends. I spent the rest of 2002 and part of 2003 going to see their shows and hanging out at what I considered "my bar", but that started tapered off after a while. I went back to school in the fall of '03 and started dating Mike around the same time, and I found myself wanting to go out less and less. At some point I heard that they were working on a second album which I was really looking forward to hearing, so I was surprised and disappointed to learn that they were breaking up at the beginning of this year. I've gone from being someone who used to plan my weekend around their shows to someone who remembers them once in a while when a song goes through my head.
This choked me up. I wasn't expecting the notes or the phone calls, but the entry really blew me away.
It was funny this morning because I called him when I found the first note, then I found the other notes and the text message one by one as I was getting ready for work. The last note was waiting for me on the dashboard of my car and I figured that was it...until I got to work and found the voicemail waiting for me. When I left work, he slowed down and waited until I caught up to him on the highway, and we stayed like that all the way home, talking on the phone to each other. He kept telling me that the day wasn't over, but I'd forgotten about that by the time we got home and I got on the internet. Seeing this made my day even better than everything in the morning did. I have the best fiance ever. Seriously, he's awesome.
...white trash devil girl. I'm currently rocking a couple Scum of the Earth songs (among other things) right now, and every time I hear them I remember how much I like the group. SOTE is Rob Zombie's guitarist, Riggs, bassist Clay Others, former Powerman 5000 guitarist Mike Tempesta, and drummer John Dolmayan. I'm a pretty big Rob Zombie and PM5K fan, and yet I didn't hear about this band until Mikeand I heard them on XM. One of my favortie tracks on the album is, shockingly, Get Your Dead On, followed closely by Pornstarchampion. When I begin my career as a stripper, those two are definitely songs I'm going to include in my routine.
Today I had a voicemail waiting for me at work. That went a long way towards improving my morning. Mike's the best. I <3 you, honey.
Seeing this made my morning a whole lot better. That, yesterday's text message, and Monday's touching wake-up call really have made this wonderful week. Thank you, sweetie.
We took the bike on our first really long trip today, and it was a blast. Well, aside from that one moment where I was sure we were going to die and was trying to figure out what the best way to jump off the bike would be. Everything before and after that was great.
Apparently I was pretty shitty to roaches in a former life, because I was attacked by two of them in less than 30 minutes last night. The first time happened when I was leaning up against the house, waiting for the puppies to do their thing. I heard a rattling sound, then something dropped on my neck and started flapping around. I jumped about 20 feet away from the side of the house, flailed around a bit, then finally calmed down when I realized I couldn't feel it on me anymore. The second incident was shortly after that. I walked outside, again with the puppies, and a roach landed on my arm. There was an instant repeat of the jumping away, flailing around, and finally calming down. It could've been worse, but still wouldn't make any of my top ten lists.
It amazes me that some people can't accept even a small act of kindness. When someone is nice to them, or does something nice for them, they lash out in response. What kind of sense does that make? I'm not talking about being condescending either, 'cause that's annoying as hell - I'm just talking about plain old courtesy and consideration. Why is that too much for some people to handle?
I'm currently reading The Triple Gem, and as I was reading it earlier, a couple of things practically jumped off the page at me. They were all worth thinking about, but this is the one that had the most impact on me: If you offer someone food and hospitality, but they don't take it, the food and hospitality remain with you. So it is with anger and abuse. If you do not accept it from the person spewing it, then it remains only with them.
