i decided that i'm going to try and keep track of all the rock shows i see in NY. then one day, i'll look back and it will be fun.

tonight i saw vietnam and brian jonestown massacre. vietnam was good. i didn't really care for them so much at first, but they really won me over. it was like if bob dylan and spiritualized sat down and wrote songs together while drinking mint julips. fun, huh? the night ended at the after party with anton throwing burbon in some girl's face. good times.

who else have i seen since i've been here... stills, A.R.E Weapons, Robber On High Street, Radio 4, Chromeo. I know the list goes on, but it's a bit of a blur.

So, I think maybe Dallas is gone for good. all my old friends appear to not be my friends anymore. no one calls back, writes back or probably even thinks about me. no one. i guess it's not all bad because people come and people go, but i've at least tried a little to keep in touch with people. hell, i even called the ex today for the first time since i left over a month ago. of course she didn't answer, and of course she won't call back. the rose doesn't write back, steph (she's in japan, does she count for dallas?) doesn't write back. jess never writes or calls back, and now kelli doesn't even call back. neither did simon, but that was expected. hell, that's everyone. are they gone forever? is there anybody out there? all in all we're just another brick in the wall.

i need to get laid.
ciao.