Shapeshifting

Last night Kyle and I went to see Brand New at the National.
It was an ok show, but not worth missing my Newsgathering class. They got up and playe. Played very well. But that was all they did.
Jesse Lacey hardly communicated with the crowd. I honestly felt like I could have just invited a lot of sweaty people over to my dorm and played the c.d. with the same exact result.
But I suppose it's nice to get out and Richmond is always exciting. Even when it's cold and rainy.
We went to a Pizza and Sub place that was delightfully grungy. One of those places I'll end up eating when I'm straving for may art...or something of that nature.
The best thing was that we did not fight. It was nice. Even though the whole time I was holding back tears because I felt so bad. I don't kow what it is with me lately. I just can't get well. I had a sinus infection and some kind of virus and now I may have some kind of stomach ailment. The entire time I was standing there, fighting back the urge to puke and giving myself a headache fom not crying because the pins were so bad.

Oh well. That's life.