Oh boy. Where to start? I guess, where I left off is always a good place. February may be the shortest month, but it was busy enough for the longest month. KC played at least one show with one of the many bands he's currently in every week that month. (Well, he's playing with the Hold this Friday which, although March, is the last week of February). I went to the ones for the band I'm not also in. Then, there were a bunch of shows to see, many of which I missed. And, don't forget about all those birthdays I ignored. I probably would've dropped like Lindsay Lohan had I attended everything I wanted/meant to.

Kelly: Wouldn't you say she looks like Lindsay Lohan (referring to her neighbour)?
Alden: I wouldn't know. I've never looked at Lindsay Lohan's face.

My last "real" entry was 2 weeks ago. It feels closer to 2 months.

The Dog Day show was good. Thank you if you came (or, if you expressed wanting to, but couldn't due to geography or some other acceptable reason).

The following Friday was the release of the new Oh God. Yes, they played once before, but that doesn't count. If you don't know, Gerry's the only remaining original member. They're a lot better now. I don't mean that as an insult (I was always a fan), just and honest (biased) opinion. The previous band was a bunch of strangers to me. The new band is friends of mine, and has my Hasselhof on drums.

I had been very excited for the show, but it turned into one of those days where the anger kept building inside me. A 2 hour late phone call, and forgetting dinner added to it. I ate a slice on my way to Emily and Holly's, where I drank too much whiskey too fast and watched Sex in the City (I think for the first time). Needless to say this all became a recipe for disaster when a bouncer tried to do his job and get us to leave the smoking room, and eventually the bar.

"alcohol and anger. a winning combination."--some guy on the punk site.

I have such a problem with misplaced anger. Letting it explode at the wrong people at the wrong time when I'm really upset about something entirely different.

Of course I'm still playing the show Friday. A part of me doesn't want to, but for altogether different reasons that go into my recent personal blight.

The next morning, KC and I had quite the conversation, and I spilled some tears. But, it wasn't because he was angry with me. "We all make mistakes" he says to comfort me. It's just that I'm tired of making mistakes, and mine are always so big. "But that's not common for you anymore. I don't know where it came from, but last night was like a step back into the past for you." Later, I made a tough phone call. It really is better to do the right thing, even though it's usually harder. I feel good that we talked it over. I won't feel ashamed to see you Friday, but I'll feel pretty awkward around the employee. I made a last minute decision to skip Africa's birthday party. I just didn't want to be out of my house.

I came home from work to hear KC talking to someone. When I opened the door, I saw none other than Andy Patil. We've been seeing him a lot more often lately. I like that. He recently convinced someone to give him the lost Holiday Snaps tapes. To let the cat out, Careers just might end up being released and there is also talk about a best of and/or previously unreleased compilation. This news is titillating.

This news catches me up to around the 20th of February. I've got things to do.

This day last year, I told you of a friend that crossed the line.