sunday morning. the mocha is gone. where do i go from here, i wonder…

forces are apparently conspiring against me, i'd say. i wrapped up my great weekend with a grand total of five hours of sleep, last night. it was a late one, especially after my second halloween party in a row. the kicker of this is…i forgot to set my clock back, which would have given me an extra hour of sleep (maybe then i wouldn't feel like such a zombie). when did i discover this fact? oh…right around the time i settled into my desk here at work and realized i was an hour early. i'm not the greatest with time changes, it seems. curses.

on to the weekend proper…

the telavet show wednesday night was awesome. guy and i cut out after fin fang foom, and then met up with scott for some late night grub at denny's. i'm tellin' ya…denny's hashbrowns with a1 sauce…you'll never find anything so delicious. we hung out for a while, and then i met scott back at my house for the usual gran turismo 3 pseudo ritual.

it was wednesday night when i heard a funny story…a couple of weeks ago i was supposed to take the ramsi's girl out to that huber's farm place. this was her idea. i was down with it, but i really want to stress that it was her idea. so i don't really talk to her too much for the couple of days prior to the scheduled date, but i did talk to her the night before and she sounded like she was still into it. needless to say she never called saturday, and wasn't home when i tried calling her. i wrote it off, she still hasn't called. oh well. she's out. here's where the interesting part comes in…when we were over at guy's house unloading some of the telavet gear, john (from telavet) and i were talking about girls and i related the fact that i was briefly seeing the previously mentioned ramsi's girl. well he went on about how attractive she was and then said "yeah…i just saw her at huber's this weekend. she was with some dude." at this point, guy busts out laughing, and i was forced to relate that that was supposed to be my date. okay…that story isn't as funny as i thought it was.

lesson: girls are evil

thursday night we headed out to barretones to check out billy's (the drummer for telavet) other band with some friends that used to be in national acrobat. they were nothing short of amazing, as is usual. guy ended up being incredibly hungry (when is he not hungry, i wonder), so we ended up cruising over to ramsi's for a late dinner. nope…the ramsi's girl wasn't working, which is really a good thing, considering the above story.

friday night was milemarker (great show) and then the yearly halloween party at the 953 gallery. nothing like a couple hundred (at least) drunk indie rockers dressed in outlandish costumes, crammed into a civil war era warehouse. nothing like it, i tell ya…that was a good time. starkiller played. i'm doing a horrible job of relating my weekend in any kind of entertaining fashion. why are you still reading this? shoot me now. please.

saturday night the slow suicide played out at the rud. they played an entire set of nirvana covers, which pretty much rocked the house as hard as possible. we then stepped out to another halloween party (like i mentioned, the second of the weekend) and i ended up at my house with amelia, hanging on the couch, talking until about 4am. and there we have the answer to my lack of sleep.

oh woe is me and all that shit. why the hell are you still here?

it looks like i missed my mark and was unable to get out "seven questions" every day, last week. i missed thursday, but i'd like to point out that it's not my fault at all. no way. regardless, look for the feature to go bi-weekly. i'll be putting up an archive page soon. and yes…that bagel buzzsaw is the coolest thing i've ever seen.

please….go outside.