July 11, 2003. 4:15 in the afternoon.
Axl Says: Step Into My World
Okay, so every time I get around to updating this diary I say to myself "Jeff you're gonna start updating this mother regularly!" but then something comes up and I put off writing something and then the next thing I know it's two weeks later. I don't know about you, dear reader, but if I was you I'd feel totally gypped. So what's been going on with me? Damned if I know. I had a mental list prepared of all the crazy stuff that's happened but right now I'm drawing a blank. Must've been the lunch I had today that consisted entirely of fried foods. That shit'll end your life early.
Ah, yes. A few weeks ago my friend Cami got married. I was way psyched about getting to go to another wedding up until about a week before the trip to the Bay Area when Cami dropped the bomb saying that my Ex was gonna be there with her finacé!! Understandably, I was quite miffed about this situation.
Since when were Cami and my Ex BFF??
Haha, bet you thought I'd be upset that my Ex is getting married. Guess again kiddo. Dude, she LIVES for getting married. That was like her biggest dream for as long as I've known her. It was a very anxiety-filled week, because knowing she was gonna be there was like attending a high school reunion: the only good thing that could really come of it was showing everyone how much of a frickin' awesome life you had. And she had raised the ante considerably by getting engaged. Nothing makes one take stock of their life better than knowing you'll have to meet up with an Ex, especially when the dude you once thought you might be is going to be there. Of course, I had nothing to worry about because A) I have an absolutely wonderful and beautiful girlfriend, incredible friends, an unbelievable job, and two adorable cats and B) I don't even know if my Ex even cared all that much about whose life was better. She's engaged for crying out loud. Like I told Cristina, "Engaged women don't give a shit about nothing."
Anyways, the trip went well and seeing her went fine and seeing all of my old friends was five hundred times better than that. The thing I was most upset about, actually, was that my Ex's being at the wedding made me have to think about her again. I was doing perfectly fine without her in my head. For that week it wasn't like that. Thankfully, things have gotten back to normal.
Let's see, what else has happened? Meggin and me went to the Dance Hall Crashers show at the House of Blues. That was definitely interesting. We got there early because Meggin wanted to be up close. I've never been surrounded by so many teenage girls at once. That was the entire crowd. I looked behind me at one point and realized I was taller than everyone else. For the first time in my life, I was the tall asshole in the front, blocking everyone's view. It was empowering. DHC came on and the next thing I knew, everyone was jumping up and down and pushing and it sucked ass. I go to shows to enjoy the performance, not dance and shit. The most amazing thing, though, was how when the band came out, the entire crowd of teenage girls started to smell really bad instantaneously. It was like, "Hey guys, we're Dance Hall Crashers!" WHAM -- instant stinkage. After a few songs of getting mashed up against stinky girls, Meggin mercifully asked if I wanted to move so we went up to the balcony and enjoyed the rest of the show in non-sweaty bliss.
Man, look at the time. Now I remember why I don't write long entries ever. It takes too damn long!
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