So I fucked up last night, I didn’t think Boris would sell out. Damn it, I’ve been looking forward to that show for 2 months. I even remembered to bring my ear plugs! Oh well, they’ll come by again. The next show that I need to see is Mouth of the Architect, but that’s not until early August. Although I’m sure I’ll probably get dragged to the Origin show July 31st. Funeral Pyre is a week before that, so maybe I might try to hit that one up as well. Crap though, I was really looking forward to last night
After that fun I went to Kazumi’s in Hillcrest. One of my friends is a sushi chef there, he was trying to get us in all weekend because he wants to start selling flavored martini’s made with Shoju or Choju, or something, I’m not sure about the spelling. Had a couple of those. They were decent, nothing really special. But they were free and full of alcohol so it’s hard to complain.
While we were there though my friend who was accompanying me to the show dropped a bomb on me. She and my other best friend are getting married, this weekend, and I’m just hearing this now. What the hell? Who does that. I could understand her not telling me earlier, but I’ve known this guy for 13 years and he doesn’t think it might be worth a passing mention? I dunno, I’m kind of outraged by that, it just doesn’t seem right. Other friends knew, but no one tells me a damn thing? As surprised as I was, I can’t say it wasn’t unexpected. Ever since the two of them got caught by her ex-boyfriend he’s been really quiet around me. At the same time that happened we had a confrontation about his actions when he’s had too much to drink, but I have a hard time believing that would be the cause. So, because of this and my disagreement with where they are going, I’m not going to the wedding. Jury is still out on if I’m being childish or not.
There is more to the entire story, in fact I’m thinking about writing it. But for now I’m done.