10.22.2001
 
Well well well... concert last night was quite the affair.

Had about ten cups of coffee before departing for the local House of Blues (need proof of my hyperness? I was screaming breasts in yiddish in the parking lot) and seeing the Save Ferris show. The opening band was local and, going with the odds, sucked so badly. The next band Limit Point was uber-cool and the music rawked... and a funny thing to note is that all the bandmembers looked like eachother (except for the drummer who resembles Ben Stiller) and all four members wore black pants with form-hugging black Armani.

As for the highlight of the show... Save Ferris ruled the night. The lead singer was very sexually lewd and could bump and grind onstage better than most male singers I've seen try to. The bassist was this funny asian guy who reminded me of an all-japanese blood Kevin. Trumpeter Steve was completely cute; sis and I yelled cat calls whenever he stepped on stage. And yeah... it was so much fun. Tottemo tanoshikatta yo!

Today was more or less mundane. I got to take some rather risque photos of Mary with my camera for photo (basically her with my little kasagami umbrella in different places) (and for the record, the only thing she ever took off was her jacket) and stuff. During lunch they had a limbo contest and that was quite interesting to watch. In art I gouged myself on one of the carving tools and am bleeding profuously (sp) (note: exaggerating) from my left palm. At least I cleaned the cut before plaster got into it.

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