ShagmoorLounge

April 29, 2005

Sitting in The Library waiting for the idiot motherfucker asshole who said he had two couches the chicks need to call me back. He's got until I finish all my blogging and email to make that fucking call and then it's over. I'm running up to Silverlake to pick up 3 boxes of vinyl. I fucking cannot stand people who don't do what they say or mean what they say. If you said you were gonna do it, just fucking do it. If you said you would be there or call, then just fucking do it. Just Fucking Come Through. It was easy enough to say you would now all you have to do is come through. That's all. Just do what you said you would or don't fucking say anything at all. See now I'm gonna make his ass carry the heavy side down to the truck.

The chicks painted about 30 milk crates black and silver. I hope my bud's okay with them transferring all his vinyl and CD's. He's a little touchy like that. I'm not so sure about a black and white kitchen but I'll shut up because my chick's in design and that's her gig.

Bardo and the Weezl are supposed to come down tomorrow to test the monster. I can't fucking believe the mask Weezl made for him. Stoked. I want to see my monster walk down Magnolia and scare the shit out of all the ghetto rats. That would make me happy. That would make me wet myself with excitement. We got some really cool growl tracks for him, which are the fucking coolest.

There are two girls in here having a heated argument about "alternative" music. They are bitching each other out over who is and who is not "alternative". The fat girl who is wearing a t-shirt with Old Navy advertising her chest and has her hair in tiny braids is saying that anything played o KROQ is "alternative" and is automatically cool because it is opposed to the "establishment". The chick she's arguing with is chubby and is wearing what looks like a school uniform but is yellow and brown. I only ever saw uniforms in blue. Forgive me. Schoolgirl is telling Fatty that she's a mental retard and that she needs to stop listening to Good Charlotte or she'll never be able to recognize good music and that if she wants to be saved and go to goth heaven she needs to start thinking for herself and let go of the myth of alternative music. Everyone in The Library is now listening to these two go at it. Fatty is telling Schoolgirl that nobody likes her and that she didn't get invited to a party because people think her art and poetry is weird. Schoolgirl is now saying she didn't want to go to a lame party in Naples anyway and that Fatty has been voted most likely to be date-raped by people who still use their brains. Fatty just called Schoolgirl a dirty whore.

Okay, folks. Time for me to go bust it up. I'm gonna go invite Schoolgirl to a Hawthorne Heights show. That'll show Fatso.

The Shadow knows 1:00 PM
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