we've finally hooked the dsl back up, here at casa di…chichester? its not really the bipolar house anymore, without matt. hrm. anyway…we're now enjoying blazing fast internet access and wondering…"how did we live without this?"

just to flex those bandwidth muscles, i'm downloading royal tenenbaums. not that i'm intentionally breaking the law, or anything…

scott and i met up with chris, matt and paul last night, up at the back door. a few pitchers of beer were drank. quite a few beam and cokes by the matt. we hung out there until they kicked everyone out, then we headed over to matt and paul's to listen to this. it still makes me crack up, even after hearing it a hundred times or so. in a row.

today was a pretty lazy day. i hooked up the dsl and got it running while scott was out at band practice. then scott and connor came back to the house, and we headed out to the record store and za's for calzones.

we ended up at the irina show, which started incredibly late. the panic button played their first show tonight, and they were really good. connor kept calling them "gang of four meets santana." i think the santana elements were more subdued than that, though. but what the hell do i know? your black star played, turning in an awesome set that i thoroughly enjoyed, regardless of the fact that i was sitting in the side room about to pass out asleep.

then irina played. best joke all night: a friend of irina asked steve "hey…how did you train that bear to play bass for you?"

i understand that you will only get that joke if you've ever seen irina. so…nevermind.

now it's late, i've finished downloading an assload of stones songs, and i'm bored and tired. i think that calls for me to go to bed.

what the hell else do i have to do?