S. and TT dropped by the next day to drop something off. It was nice to see them even though we were all too wiped out from work activities the preceding day to do lunch or anything. I don't think I ever saw TT in glasses before. They got to meet mom also. She thinks none of us look as old as we are.
Dear Emeralds (not the Japanese Emeralds),
You really messed up by showing up late the other night. I guess Leddy let you play anyway but coming between Raven and TNV you totally ruined the flow, and your stuff is um kinda dull, and there is a Japanese band with your name that's about 500 times better, so yeah. Next time you're supposed to open a show please show up in time to OPEN it so that when I have to take an emergency conference call and be late I can miss your set instead of nearly missing Mike Rep's. Mike is from out of town and also 500 times better than you and he had to play to a 2/3 empty joint and it wasn't because everybody walked out on him and went to smoke up the street like wot happened with you.
Dear Cleveland Hopkins Airport,
WTF is up with you closing the chapel I've been stopping in to pray coming and going for the last 7 years? That was one of the few quiet reflective places I had to perform that activity. Fuck you. You better be planning to open it back up because if I see a Starbucks there or something when the wall comes down, I will never buy anything in your stupid joint again.
Dear Players on Madison,
Your food is good but that is the smallest creme brulee I ever saw and also, Joanna was right, service takes 8 million years at your place which wasn't even CLOSE to full. I'm glad I planned for that and allotted 2 1/2 hours for dinner as we needed almost all of it.
Dear "Doll People",
I am so tired of hearing from those of you who cut, have depression, have abusive bfs, have to ask permission of your parents or worse yet HUSBANDS before you buy anything, live in your parents' basements with no social life, have to hide your dolls from your parents/bfs/ classmates etc. You are nuts. Please, for the love of Souji Okita, please disappear.