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Saturday, September 07, 2002 i was having trouble deciding what to write here, and what to write in the email. so anyways, here's an account (a short account) of the show last night:we got to the venue at 7 and john was hungry and he had already spotted a carl's jr. so we all decided to go eat. i had trouble deciding what to get because i don't often go to carl's jr and i wan't familiar with the menu. i wanted something good, yet cheap. so what did i do? i asked john. hahaha. he told me he got the crispy chicken for $.99. score! perfect. we went into the venue and there were just tons of liitle high schoolers. the venue was big, it was just a big dark room with a stage. nothing too special. the opening bands sucked! we ended up just sitting on the benches on the side and falling asleep. we went outside in between the sets and john was saying how there were so many little jr. highers. some girl standing nearby was like, we all aren't in jr high! hahah, oh that girl was in trouble now. john asked, so what grade are you in? and she was like "i'm a jr." hahaha, we just laughed. wow, "you're so old". then we said we were 15 and john was 16. he was the one who drove. and i was like, thank you john for driving us!! oh man. then john was like, i just want to touch robert, don't you? just grab a chunk of his hair. you girl want a piece? c'mon, i'll lift you up and you grab it and give me half. then we can sell it. hahah, it was funny, don't worry, john wasn't too cruel with the girls, just amusing us. gosh, i think we were the oldest ones there. well john was fo sho. rooney finally came on and they played sha sha shakin first. man, i just kept thinking about you and how when you would sing it, you'd do your shake and wiggle like robert does. damn. anyways, they ended the set with sorry sorry those are the only 2 songs i know. oh it was so funny, we were standing around and nick jokingly punched christine, then christine punced jennifer. then jennifer was about to punch christine back again, so she swung her arm back and umm...hit nick right there. yeah, right there. it was soooo funny. dude. after rooney played we were leaving and we thought maybe we could find robert so he could sign something. he was in the band room and there were blinds, but we kind of saw them. john went up to the window and pressed himself against it and said he wanted to hug robert. hahaaha. some girls starting talking to us or him (they were young and aparently stoned or said they were stoned) they were saying how they were waiting (outside) for robert and they wanted to party with robert. hahah. after that, matt from rooney came out and john asked him something and that just started a whole conversation with matt. they started talking about andrew w.k. too. hahah. oh and the guy doing the sound check at the hob for rooney, (and yesterday) that we thought looked like the guy from waking hours is from waking hours. cool cool. after we went to the beach. and we watched the seals come out and sleep. yeh, pretty interesting and smelly. there's a small jetty like thing that they put railings on the side. so when you walk on the jetty, or run, you have to watch out for the waves. you have to time it correctly and wait to run across right after the waves crash against the side. if not, you'd get all wet. you get what i'm saying? that was fun running across and trying to time it. nick and jennifer kind of got wet. they were slow and didn't know how to run back and then wait for it and then run across. dude, you don't know how hard it was for me to recollect what we did and what happened yesterday. i'm sure i'm still missing a bunch of things. but for now, it'll do. that's it for now, i gotta get offline because my family has been complaining that i've been holding up the phone line. i probably should've written this on my comp and then posted it up.
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