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Yay, consumption
I finally went to the doctor today. It's only been a week since I developed that hideous, hacking cough. No big deal.
I have acute bronchitis, as well as sinusitis and some fluid in both lungs. Yay! So much for not going to the doctor's as soon as I get sick.
Last night was the Isis / Virgil Shaw / Angels of Light show. Whereas, it was not as much fun as last week's show, it was still pretty damned good. Isis played a couple new songs, presumably from their new CD, which were really, really good. I picked up an exciting tee and the newest Cave-In EP, which is also disturbingly good.
Virgil Shaw is the illegitimate son of the devil. I really thing that I should be refunded those 45 wasted minutes of my life.
Angels of Light was pretty amazing. The singer was disarmingly pleasant and told me I looked a lot like his mother. They played until just about 1am when the staff at the Middle East pulled the plug on them.
Other notable moments: I guess my cough really disturbed the woman next to me, as, when she asked me to watch her coat, she asked me if should could get me anything from the bar or some tea or some water or something. She had her hair braid and twisted into the infinity sign. It fascinated me.
Secondly, I've learned that bathrooms are very scary places. The first time I went in there, some scary chick accousted me and asked me if I wanted almonds. When I declined, she announced very loudly that there were no drugs on them. The second time I went back, there was a girl shooting up in the only stall with toilet paper that wasn't overflowing.
Thirdly, you can see everything that's going on in the men's room in the mirror.
Bleh. I think I need to go and relax for a while. This whole "sick" things is really wearing me out.
I have acute bronchitis, as well as sinusitis and some fluid in both lungs. Yay! So much for not going to the doctor's as soon as I get sick.
Last night was the Isis / Virgil Shaw / Angels of Light show. Whereas, it was not as much fun as last week's show, it was still pretty damned good. Isis played a couple new songs, presumably from their new CD, which were really, really good. I picked up an exciting tee and the newest Cave-In EP, which is also disturbingly good.
Virgil Shaw is the illegitimate son of the devil. I really thing that I should be refunded those 45 wasted minutes of my life.
Angels of Light was pretty amazing. The singer was disarmingly pleasant and told me I looked a lot like his mother. They played until just about 1am when the staff at the Middle East pulled the plug on them.
Other notable moments: I guess my cough really disturbed the woman next to me, as, when she asked me to watch her coat, she asked me if should could get me anything from the bar or some tea or some water or something. She had her hair braid and twisted into the infinity sign. It fascinated me.
Secondly, I've learned that bathrooms are very scary places. The first time I went in there, some scary chick accousted me and asked me if I wanted almonds. When I declined, she announced very loudly that there were no drugs on them. The second time I went back, there was a girl shooting up in the only stall with toilet paper that wasn't overflowing.
Thirdly, you can see everything that's going on in the men's room in the mirror.
Bleh. I think I need to go and relax for a while. This whole "sick" things is really wearing me out.