..in the end, nothing really matters

01.25.04 - 09:57am
mood: Bitchy
 
As I sit here writing this I am at work. Got here at 8am I did.
So its a good thing that the Linkin Park / P.O.D / Scooby-Snack / someone else(??) concert didn't go too late cuz I had to be up extra early for my NEW work schedule of 8am on Sat and Sun.

Can someone say, "suck my balls" ??

Anyway... you realize you shouldn't be at a concert when it takes almost the entire Scooby-Snack and P.O.D. set for you to hear one song that you recognize. "Youth of the Nation" from P.O.D. Then you realize that the first song you recognize is one that you also think is total garbage. Finally though... ALIVE. That's a song I know the chorus to!!

Linkin Park time!!
...and it took at least half of their set for me to recognize a song.
Which song, I do not know. One of those, 'heard it on the radio and changed it cuz I wasn't in the mood' kinda songs.

I must admit though, once the crowd really started to get into it I also began enjoying it even more. Sure there was so much bass it was distorted and sure it was so loud you couldn't make out any lyrics and sure you're not a homosexual. But aside from all that, it was 65 bucks (all figured in CDN funds) almost well spent. Spending time with close friends, listening to modern music.... it doesn't get any better!

Afterwards, Vinnie and I snuggled close with our TV and PS2 whilst the others froze their gonads off going to The Phoenix. I think Vinnie and I chose the much more logical choice of post-concert entertainment.

So I sit here now, at work, typing and sharing my story with the world. Every second feeling more and more sleepy. Trying to stay awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......