July 22nd, 2004 - "fun is just more... fun"

well hello there my minions. i wonder if that is how you spell minions? ahh i don't really care i guess.
on my lunch break.. just came back from the post office. it was intense. no it really wasn't but it is fucking hot out and it sucks that i hafta use so much fucking gas because of the effing air conditioning in my car. otherwise i would sweat my ass off, and one would assume that, even though i am unfamiliar with swamp ass, that i would end up getting it. ew, sounds gross doesn't it?
so last night was definetely one of the most divine nights of my life. i decided that the other night, after not seeing hanson in concert at the melody tent when i knew i would regret it, that i should definetely at least see fuel and tantric. i know what you're thinking... she sees fuel and tantric but not hanson? yes, it's true. i personally felt that i would have a really bad anxiety attack if i went to hanson, but i knew i would regret not going, and i do, an awful lot at that. so i decided to make myself feel better that i absolutely undoubtedly most definetely had to see fuel, since the last time i saw them in concert was 1998 with creed.. when i had no idea who creed or fuel was at the time. it ended up with a slight obsession that ended up as an intense liking for fuel since that fateful date, july 29, 1998.
SPEAKING OF July 29.. thats jen p's 21st b-day.. i cant effing believe it.
so anyway, fuel came back to cape cod a few years ago again, but played a freaking 18+ show with some weird band at pufferbellies. my dad won tickets off the radio, but since i wasn't 18 at the time he took my mom. big mistake since she is a fucking crazy top 40 lover. so me and kelcey fanara hung out at my house and my dad called on his cell phone and was playing fuel for us.. so we had it on speakerphone. he came home with posters and t-shirts for me and kelc. the awesome thing was that he got close enough to the stage to steal the set list that was on cardboard and taped to the floor in front of the guitarist, and brought that to me too.
so, i ended up making ryan callahan go with me to the concert. no, not little ryan callahan, ryan callahan lauren's friend, from franklin. he wanted to see tantric, and i wanted to see fuel, so it worked out. so here we were in our seats.. which were the most farthest right of the stage you could possibly be.. section E, row 14, seats 6 & 7 to be exact. the seats kinda sucked until i realized that we had absolutely no one to ryan's left, and that the bands walked RIGHT FUCKING BY US!!!! i figured it out when i saw tantric walk by. ha. tantric was pretty good i must say, even tho i only knew like 3 songs they sang, but hey.
i saw serah kelley there, that bitch won tickets off pixy and got to get a signed fuel cd, and take a picture with brett (the lead singer).
umm so then fuel came on. they played such a fucking good show you guys don't even understand. brett had so much energy and he is so fucking hot and amazing. he moves a lot like scott weiland on stage. its incredible to see how far they have come. i knew every single song they sang, and that was awesome. they played all their hits off all 3 of their cd's, and then some. actually, the ONE song they didn't play was Innocent, which was a bummer, but i was good anyway. if anyone really cares then i can elaborate. hehe.
so the best part comes right here. when fuel left the stage, although i was hesitant, i ran over to where they were walking by, and stuck my hand out as far as possible, and brett fucking grabbed it. i had a heart attack on the spot. i have never met anyone famous.. and i didnt get to meet him... but i got to touch him.
I LITERALLY GOT TO TOUCH BRETT SCALLIONS HAND AFTER THAT UNFORGETTABLE PERFORMANCE!!!
oh im excited just re-living the experience. <3 i love them so much more now.
i coulda met him if either casey had been working late that night, or if i had bought an additional ticket to the duck pub inn for meet and greet. but i was totally content with having touched him. ahhh... so dreamy. he is so.. uh. unbelievable.
so that's pretty much all i wanted to talk about here today. hah. i bet no one made it this far in the entry, but thats fine. muah.
i wonder what im doing this weekend. i did have plans to go to my lil bro's 3rd b-day, and my friend's 20th b-day.. but clearly fun is just more... fun, right? i wanna go, but when my car needs 4 new tires, its just not happening.
lastly, things are pretty good. i am fairly financially stable.. i just got another raise so now im making 500/wk... i havent tripped since like last month sometime.. i have met 2 new awesome people thanks to my roomate lauren... and all that. but, even when things are ok, other shit falls apart. nan is in cranberry point rehab for at least the next 3 weeks.. and other sad things are happening that i dont wanna get into here.. but still, things are... ok. and so i leave you with one of my absolute most favorite quoutes ever, courtesy of marilyn manson, in the song Coma White:
a pill to make you numb
a pill to make you dumb
a pill to make you, anybody else
but all the drugs in this world
won't save her from herself