Concerts, alcohol, and blood

It's not what it sounds like...but it's what's been going on lately. As most of you know, the "big date" was a big deal (hence the name). I think I might have overstressed the whole deal but i played it cool. I think. it started out like any other first date with someone you don't even know. Picked her up and started talking about music. Oh man i'm so excited that alisen loves good music! the coolest part of the date was her singing along to the strokes song "you only live once". Man that was impressive. We got stuck in traffic between university and pg. why does that always seem to happen THERE? actually, a car hit a highway patrolman...haha. how would that be once you got home and ran into some buddies, "yeah i got in a crash earlier today with a highway patrolman." ... "HA!"

We had fun on the drive. i figured out Alisen is my best friend's (girl) cousin. That was nice to know. really ironic actually because i was telling shippen all about my big date. turned out the two were related!

The choice of dinner was a hit. Schlotzsky's Deli. Man i'm glad there is one of those left in utah. we got to the concert and things were going fantastic. chill atmosphere, a good buzz in the air, carbon leaf playing in the background, and a date who likes to hang out in back and just enjoy the music (just like this guy i know). It was going great. Then we ran into Alisen's lifelong friend. Cool, right? kinda. i figured out it's easier to talk with a lifelong friend than with a guy that just asked you out 48 hours earlier. Start the downhill slide.

Once the concert started, these 3 fags of guys came up and were hitting on Alisen's friend. They were "buzzing" around her and trying to be the "cool guys" - apologizing for cutting in front of alisen and me, being drunk, and being loud. Damn drunks. It took a lot of energy to keep telling myself that it wouldn't be worth it to make them move because the 3 of them combined weighed around 600 lbs. Not that i can't take a fat guy, but compared to my 175, i was bound to get into trouble pretty quick. My dream to become Jason Bourne is getting more and more solidified in my life. it's going to happen. when i stop writing this blog, be suspicious.

the concert was fantastic while switchfoot was out. then came Blue October. now, i really opened up my music listening ears before the concert because i wanted to appreciate SOME of the music this Blue October band has made. yeah, it didn't happen. The sounds they made were pretty ok but lyrics like "they're crawling like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed" just aren't super appealing. I'm not a former drug addict, lost soul, or any of the other descriptions listed on the 3rd review of the band on iTunes. ANYWAYS, the fags from the concert got more drinks, found other girls, and i was still listening to the rest of a 2 1/2 hour set by this band i don't really like. then we headed home. it wasn't a complete failure but def could have gone better. I did have one good looking date though.

then, i donated blood just barely. it feels refreshing. i'm a big fan. but, to my dismay, they got rid of the famous amos cookies. crap. but i'm glad to be getting new blood made by good old american hamburgers and applebeer.