music: the kills, jeff buckley -grace
i'm feeling better - just got this crick in my neck which feels like whiplash....
i was in a *bad mood* yesterday! i'll just say that i could have kicked the security guy last night. we got to the troubadour late on a count of the stupid pizza place on santa monica. it took 20 minutes for them to heat up some pasta for cari, i just got a slice of pizza! we were pissed. we get to the troubadour and the sons were already on, THEN the security guy said "no big camera's allowed" what the fuck is that suposed to mean? c'mon, it's a regular 35 mm camera!! i told him that i've always taken photos here with this same camera, what is the difference. his only reply was "only little cameras allowed"!! again, what the fuck does this even mean??? why! what a fucking *ASS-CLOWN*! i was so ready to punch this guy but he would have just laughed at me.
i took a deep breath and turned around knowing that i will miss ALL of the sons by going back to my jeep to put my camera away. i did! i walked in on the last strum of the guitar!! fuckers!!!
well....it's lunch time here at work so i'll finish this later..............