indecision

woke up yesterday kinda late and didn't really have time to eat much of anything because i had to load the van up and get ready for the show in salt lake, and maggot had practice with the hotness at like 2 but she had to take a giant test. after me and rob and lex loaded up the van i had to run some errands and then wait for maggot. like as soon as we left for salt lake i got super hungry and i hate stopping once i get going, so we waited til we got to salt lake to get food. we stopped in at one of our fav salt lake places, greek souvlaki#1 on 300s and like 4oo west and i got the giro combo and some dolmathes and maggot got a giro and some baklava. i also made myself an arnold palmer with the tea and lemonade. wasnt the best i've made, but it sufficed. after we ate maggot went to practice. i keep forgetting i hate watching bands practice, even if i like the band. something to do with me wanting to say, oh man, you guys need to change this song up a bit, or get rid of it, or other things along those lines. can't help it. i always restrain myself because i know most of my songs blow and they're intrinsically filler and i have no room to talk about anyone else's creative expression. still, i hate going to other bands practices. afterwards we got tickets to the imax 3d deep sea monsters movie at the clarke planetarium. we had a couple of hours to kill so we wandered around the gateway. what a treat that always is. we stopped in at jcrew and i felt indigent. we stopped in at urban outfitters and i always get a kick out of the kids working there and the people shopping there. everyone checking everyone else out. so funny. its a sad type of anti-depressant induced vanity. though i did stare down one of the hipsters working there who had a dish rag tied around his neck who looked me up and down. yes, hipster, you may be wearing the latest, but i however do not voluntarily clone myself. to urban outfitter fashion. and other bullshit dictated by vice magazine. or whatever other sources there are for "hip" couture. retarded is the new hip. though i'm addicted to matchstick jeans as of late. can't really explain it. i guess jesse is right, i guess i'm updating my look. after spending a few seconds in black chandlier we waked back over to the planetarium and settled in for the movie. johnny depp, and kate winslett were narrating. i hate johnny depp. but i love octopi. and they showed a few. i decided i'm going to start drawing more octopi. i have a few that i've done that put the octopus in different situations where he isn't quite natural, to see how he negotiates unfamiliar territory. i may upload a few of the images. there were other animals including sharks and stuff, but nothing in the ocean is more interesting to me than the octopus. i kinda want one. after the movie we went over to no brow and got some pick me up before the show. then loaded in at red light books. where we sat around for like an hour. we ended up playing last because the first guy wasn't feeling good, and he took like an hour to set up. jareds band played and they were good and then we played and it was good. no one was there though, which sucked, but austin came up and that was cool. after the show we hung out a little bit then headed back. we couldn't decide what to eat because we had gotten hungry after our set and kept getting off track in our decision making conversation and before we knew it we were back in provo still hungry. so we went to smiths and got some frozen pizzas, went to my house and watched venture brothers.

slut lake city

so i woke up today and i wanted blueberry muffins. i went to the store with maggot and got some. we made them and watched the venture brothers. we also got some cinnamon toast crunch. delicious. i had about one too many and was kinda feelin gross and stopped eating. about that time we went back over to my house for practice. and guess who came and practiced with us for the first time in a while? charley! it was great. i don't think she's going to play with us on the first, but we're all excited that she's practicing with us again. we tried to get rob to show off some of his latest drumming skills, but he got really shy and wouldn't do it. oh well. we practiced for about an hour and a half and charley left and me and maggot and rob goofed around for a while then we went back over to maggots to waste time until we were supposed to meet up with maggots friend boyd for dinner. we decided to go to las tarascas again for dinner. this time i got the gorditas with chicken. it was super good but the chicken was a bit too salty for my taste, but the goodness overpowered the salt so i was cool with it. boyd is a pretty shy kid. he's japanese american and he speaks albanian. he spent a couple of years in albania. he also said he used to listen to alot of screamo and started listing bands he liked. i didn't really catch any that i recognized. after we were done eating we dropped boyd off and raced to salt lake. i have road rage. even when i'm not driving. i hate drivers here nearly as much as anything else i can think of. heres a short list why:
no one knows merging techniques
no one knows left lane or passing lane etiquette
no one knows that you don't have to slow down at a bend in the road
no one knows that gawking causes traffic jams
no one ignores their cell phones while driving
no one knows how to keep traffic at a constant pace
i hate the billboards
that last one has nothing to do with drivers, but it bugs me regardless. once we got to salt lake we hit up the clarke planetarium to see the human body imax film. it was super good. they showed the inside of the heart and the lungs and fallopian tubes. they also showed actual food actually being digested, bile and all! it was so cool to see the intestines pushing stuff through. they also showed someone popping a zit. then after that we rolled over to no brow coffe and tea to grab a lil pick me up before the show. i'm not a big coffee drinker, it makes me crazy. i get all hyperactive and maggot laughs at me alot because i start talking quickly and can't keep a constant train of thought. after that we went to todds, which i guess we're all supposed to call broken record. we hung out there for w while and then watched an idhoan hip-hopper called dangermouth ( i know, i know) do his thang about girls stalking him and myspace and other stuff then maggots other band, the hotness, took the stage. lucky, their singer, is one of my favorite frontmen. his antics remind me of a 14 yr old kid goofing around with his amigos, what with the punching and piggy back riding of the keyboard player. after that we hung with all the dirty barfly hoes there and loaded out and left. i'm kinda hungry as i'm writing this, but i don't know if i'm more tired than hungry. i hate when i can't decide.