Anyway, I went to Columbus this weekend to see Jonsi and David. Turns out Jonsi sold out though and David didn't want to pay the black man extra for tickets (I would have). I guess that's the downfall of involving other people in things that I can do independently.. Oh, that sounded kinda douchey. I also went into about 6 tattoo shops looking for this mysterious septum ring that no one had. I ended up going to Evolved, which is supposed to be the best tattoo shop in Columbus. They were really professional and had cases upon cases of jewelry, but my tiny custom ring ended up costing me $28, compared to the $5 I would have paid at the other shops for a normal ring. I also found a $50 painting in one of the tattoo shops that looked like an anorexic angel with down syndrome. For some reason I'm really tempted to buy it next time I come up. The girl said no one has bought it and it's been up for months. It's like one of those things that's so horrible that it becomes funny.
- I got "My Wiener" at a hot dog shop.
- The guy said it was the strangest wiener he's seen working there.
- It had too many hot peppers.
TODAY: It was just an average day, filled with me fucking things up, as usual. I came home and played my Jackson for awhile. Even though it's dubbed as my "metal guitar" because of it's heavy pickups for some reason I like the telecaster better. Mostly because the pickups are too sensitive that they often make clicking sounds from the strings occasionally touching them.
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