Manson
I went and saw Manson last night. Besides everything being late, it was fun. Manson rules. Tourniquet and the Reflecting God are my favorites. I belted those out. To think one time I through away that CD… I’ll say it: I’ve changed. Wow huh?
Al went with me. He had a good time too for much the same reasons. He didn’t have to protect me 
The crowd was a lot nicer then I thought it would have been. I thought it was going to be rough for some reason, but it wasn’t.
I’m older.. that’s for sure. I could see in the younger faces of the a lot of the people around me how I was at one time. Not anymore. I know where most of them were though.. how they felt. Why they were there. That used to be me.. just not all the makeup.
That wasn’t everyone though. There were people older than me too. And they were there for about the same reasons. The people I once identified with grew up in different ways. Now I guess I’m more of a prep than anything. Someone called Al that… then he showed them his tattoo. Do 29 year old fit in categories like that anymore? I dunno.
I’m feeling all introspective again I guess. People will confuse me being like this for being sad.. that’s not the case. If it wasn’t for this I’d never be happy.
Just babbling… I’m probably just tired. I fell asleep after work. Didn’t make it to karate. Did some laundry. Updated this site (social assumptions->society and Richard Taylor). Wrote this. Thank god I’m going to the lake this weekend with Shannon.. even if it will be a shitload of work… I need it.