Haunted by the gig

Gene's concert... a rock concert! Karla and I, by the stage, squeezed. Got dry humped by 4 different individuals in the space of 30 seconds. Had to move away or lose breath, faint, get trampled by the Gene devout >>> that I had no idea existed! Karla and I thought we would be the only ones there. Big miscalculation. 3 beers and a redbull & vodka. Empty stomachs. I screamed a bit, shouted "Libertine is Brilliant!". Martin Rossiter the singer told me to shut up! Then he winked and sent a kiss to someone over my head. Some guy standing beside us got into some trouble with the bouncers. The mosh pit came alive and people were crowd surfing.

This is a Gene concert! What's going on?

No new songs, but that's ok. We got our Olympian, Walking in the Shallows, I Can't Help Myself, For the Dead, Haunted by You...

We left, deaf as hell. Got home, had Leak & Potato soup + toast. Went to sleep deaf, woke up deaf. Lost my voice, partially.

life's too short to waste on bullshit

I love it when I find someone in LJ with different views from mine, but who is willing to talk, debate, discuss. Who is intelligent. Somehow, I believe that I can reach some middle ground with that person, even if their views are in the complete extreme from mine.

I feel sorry for the people I encounter in LJ, full of rage and nothing more. Who can only attack behind your back because they are too scared to face you full on. It must be shitty being stuck in a small town in Alabama... maybe I would be just as angry if I lived there.

What can I do? I would still listen.

Talk to me.