Super Sunday

I realize with every post I complain about the weather, but this has already been such a brutal winter and it's only February. We got pelted with about a foot of snow a couple of days ago. It seriously snowed for 48 hrs straight. I can barely get my car out of my parking spot there's so much piled up. At least it's been warmer, but I still have a cold as a result. It's never a good thing when you go out and start to lose your voice. This is the second time that's happened to me recently. I think it's a combination of yelling above the music at bars and then being exposed to the cold. I'm sick of being sick. For real.

Today I had to tell my friend I can't come to his weeding this coming weekend in CA. I feel bad and I know he's disappointed, but I don't have the time nor funds to go out there. I'd rather wait until I could afford to spend more time out there and then go up to LA and see my friends up there. I really want to go to Coachella in April, so maybe by then I'll have more money. Hopefully. Not having money sucks. I desperately want to travel but right now have no definite plans to do so. CA was going to be my trip. I really want to spend some time in the South, too: Lexington, Nashville, even Mississippi. As soon as I can afford it, I'll gonna take a little road trip down there, I think.

My weekend was alright. Friday night I saw some bands, all except one were sorta crappy. My friends and I went to this bar that entailed waiting outside in a queue for 20 minutes thus resulting in anger and frustration from some people. I don't really see the appeal of this bar but yet I went there twice this weekend. Last night I went to my friend's sister's tattoo parlor opening. She's a tattoo artist and they had a little party. I won in a raffle a free tattoo session. I've never wanted a tattoo before, in fact I think they kinda suck, but now I'm thinking maybe I should get one. Something small of course. Maybe somewhere discreet. I have to think it over because I don't like the idea of permanence. I was thinking maybe something meaningful or symbolic, something as an homage to my heritage. Or maybe I won't get one. I don't know.

Anyway, after the party my friends and I went to a few more bars. One thing I like is how all my friends have sorta consolidated and become friends with one another. I really want my friends to be friends with my other friends and for everyone to know each other. It just makes going out easier. I must say I do love the friends I have here and always have fun with them. A night out always is unpredictable and random. I always seem to run into people I know. Lately I've gone to a few new bars but now I'm getting sick of them. I like variety. Plus I keep seeing the same people everytime I go there.

This week I'm going to as many as four concerts. I wonder if I can pull that off. This coming weekend is going to be crazy with a bunch of parties and shows. I'm also going to be the Guest Editor for My Open Bar and then have all of my music stuff for Time Out to do.

A couple of days ago, I started watching episodes of "My So-Called Life." It came out in 1994 and is set in high school. Claire Danes was a mere 15 year old. Watching the show made me nostalgic. I was in high school during the run of the show and can relate to all the teen-angst themes. The kids are all wearing flannel and grunge and the soundtrack is REM and Cranberries, forgotten gems. I remember loving Jared Leto's character, Jordan Catalano. He was the epitome of hot, brooding boyfriend guy. I remember thinking that's the kind of guy I should date. Of course now I think Jared Leto sucks and Jordan was way to spacey to even be my type. But, I've come to the conclusion I do have a certain type and reoccurring patterns when it comes to guys. For some reason I really like guys who have low self-esteem, quirky and are crazy in their own little ways I have no idea if these are endearing qualities or not, but they definitely make life more interesting and that's what I'm into.