Clear heads and sore throats

So I did delete last night's invective. I figure I can be a bit more mature than that. I was angry when I wrote it, so the swear words and harsh tone were unnecessary. The message of me needing to stick to my guns, of course, still stands. I should have handled it better- when I let things bottle up, they really bottle.

The best way I can handle my interactions with other people is calmly and rationally. I didn't think I'd need to, but I guess another talk about "the rules" is in order. But those kinds of conversations are better done in person, not over blog ranting.

I went to a really awesome show tonight and I had a really great time. I've got some new bands I'll have to tap into (Phantom Planet and more of the Hush Sound) and I got to see Motion City Soundtrack live, which I've been aching to since I discovered them in 2004.
And yes, they are as awesome live as they are on their albums.

Their music feels soooo good, even though it reminds me of older days and things that aren't around anymore. Songs off their new album (Even if it Kills Me, go buy it!) particularly "Antonia" "It Had to Be You" and "This is For Real" are a little like salt in fresh wounds.

I jumped until my side ached and screamed until my throat is sore. But they played "The Future Freaks Me Out" so it's all good.

(Panic! At the Disco also played, and they were alright. I'm not huge into their first album, but from what I heard of the second, it sounded pretty good. They claim a lot of Beatles influence on that one)

We had to run 15 blocks in the pouring rain (lightening too!) to get back to the car, so we were soaked when we got there. Like, really, no dry spots anywhere.
But I laughed and laughed and was happy to be alive. We listened to Disney songs on the way home (Aladdin, Mulan and the Lion King on Zach's ipod) and sang with what voices we had left.

Despite what I've lost, memory remains. I've got a good life. I guess Justin Pierre words it best- "this is the best thing that I've ever had for real"