[10:16 p.m.] : [2001-04-26]
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"Their custom concern for the people build up monuments and steeples to wear out our eyes.- I get up just about noon, my head sends a mesage to reach for my shoes and then walk. Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta get a job.- Goes through the parking lot fields doesn't see no signs that they will yeald, and then thought, this'll never end, this'll never end, this'll never stop.- Message read on the bathroom stall says, 'I DON'T FEEL AT ALL LIKE I FALL...' and we're losin all touch, losin all touch building a desert." Sometimes it just seems like i can't win, and sometimes everything just sort of comes together. man was today an example of both happening at the same time. Now, i'm not one who really wears shorts all that much but the other day i was in mervins buying some tshirts and i found a pair i liked, and of course they didn't have my size. So today i made a trip to concord to the mall with a small list, my mom asked me to mow the yard right as i was walking out the door (good thing we have a small yard) so i get there at 8 p.m. one hour befor everything closes, and not every where i need to go is in the mall. so i go to all the department stores the first one i try has my shorts OH GLORIOUS DAY!!! my size good color everything, and the girl at the counter was even good looking, she rings them up i pull out my card and SHOT DOWN, macy's in the concord mall does not take discover, MISERABLE DAY!!! i want to just slap her and cry... but instead i go to every other department store in the mall and even the mervins across the street and no luck. (not a happy camper at this point so i go back to macy's and shell out the cash (which i needed for this weeked but i'll expound on this weekend in a bit). so with the shorts taken care of in only 35 minutes i head to the guitar center for strings. i pull in the parking lot and there was an open spot right in front they had the strings i wanted and cheap too. and with 15 minutes to get back on the freeway and finds the right walnut creek exit for best buy. get there after winding aroung with two minutes befor they close, get what i went for, cruz down the cd isle and as i'm passing the sea of pearl jam live releases i check with no expectations of finding the sacramento show (i've been looking everywhere, the one pj show i go t and no one carrys it) but they had it, Glorious Day!!! i check out and miss the turn to get back on the freeway, urg, but finally end up back in concord and find rasputins, yet they did not have the one cd i was after tonight, (if soulgoodman wasn't closing i'd just order one line drawing but they are so i can't, miserable miserable day) but i did get a knapsack album so thats alright. and now its 10:39 by the clock on my computer and i have to get up at 6 and go to freseno for a conferance and won't be back till sunday, but the conferance should be off the hook. but still i have so much left to do tonight i really should have gotten it all done and then wrote this rant but its ok cause i'm listening threw my new live pearl jam show cd listening to see if i can hear myself yelling at eddie veder, i wonder if i can even recognize myself yell, i mean everyone sound wierd to themselves on tape right? so i wonder if that guy screaming out like an idiot over the rest of the crowd is me, i wouldn't doubt it, my goal for that night was to lose my voice, man that was such an amazing show, (i'd say cold as hell but that wouldn't be a good analogy, so i'll just guess and say it was in the low 40's and an open venue and the wind was blowing and i didn't want it to end. but like all things it must, pearl jam shows, relationships, and this rant. goodnight moon. |
