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Saw Nine Inch Nails friday, initially with a number of friends (including ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pdage, who I hadn't seen in a good while), but then with gregorama and g_g_68 (who I've only sort of met, but we've shared water already (but not in that way!)). Was all right, but my suspicions are confirmed, NIN is mostly part of my history rather than of my present. They played one of my favourite songs, "Burn", for example, and it seems almost no one in the audience picked up on it, they were all sort of "what's that song?".
The funeral service for my cousin yesterday was very boring. I counted the burnt out lightbulbs in the (ugly) church during the service.azrhey pointed out that the statue of Jesus on the cross had his wound on the wrong side, haha! Made me feel proud of what we put together for denizsarikaya, it was very unique and amazing. My mom was to be seen, trafficking scissors and being as colourful as ever! Took a ferry across the Richelieu, and azrhey went through the Hippolyte-Lafontaine tunnel for what I think is the first time? Ah, crazy times we live in. Stopped by the Galeries d'Anjou and picked up a few rather nice shirts, with the ninja-like shopping skills of azrhey at my side. Had "marrons chaud", whee!
Was pointed out that I'm an idiot sometimes, and acknowledged. Knowing about these things is important! I didn't mean to be, but it doesn't change that I was. Oh well, live and learn!
One of the shirts I picked up yesterday had a small defect, so I went back and had it exchanged. I hunted for some adapters that would allow me to hook up headphones to my television (Sony, why, oh why can't you put headphone jacks on your televisions?), to no avail. Did groceries, cooked myself some meat and potatoes that haven't killed me yet (but they filled me up something fierce!), did laundry, cleaned the bathtub (as I was tired of the smarty arse comments the life forms developing in it were giving me). Found out the closest decent video club, and it's not all that close... Bleh.
pdage, who I hadn't seen in a good while), but then with gregorama and g_g_68 (who I've only sort of met, but we've shared water already (but not in that way!)). Was all right, but my suspicions are confirmed, NIN is mostly part of my history rather than of my present. They played one of my favourite songs, "Burn", for example, and it seems almost no one in the audience picked up on it, they were all sort of "what's that song?".The funeral service for my cousin yesterday was very boring. I counted the burnt out lightbulbs in the (ugly) church during the service.
azrhey pointed out that the statue of Jesus on the cross had his wound on the wrong side, haha! Made me feel proud of what we put together for denizsarikaya, it was very unique and amazing. My mom was to be seen, trafficking scissors and being as colourful as ever! Took a ferry across the Richelieu, and azrhey went through the Hippolyte-Lafontaine tunnel for what I think is the first time? Ah, crazy times we live in. Stopped by the Galeries d'Anjou and picked up a few rather nice shirts, with the ninja-like shopping skills of azrhey at my side. Had "marrons chaud", whee!Was pointed out that I'm an idiot sometimes, and acknowledged. Knowing about these things is important! I didn't mean to be, but it doesn't change that I was. Oh well, live and learn!
One of the shirts I picked up yesterday had a small defect, so I went back and had it exchanged. I hunted for some adapters that would allow me to hook up headphones to my television (Sony, why, oh why can't you put headphone jacks on your televisions?), to no avail. Did groceries, cooked myself some meat and potatoes that haven't killed me yet (but they filled me up something fierce!), did laundry, cleaned the bathtub (as I was tired of the smarty arse comments the life forms developing in it were giving me). Found out the closest decent video club, and it's not all that close... Bleh.
