its funny how there are elements of your life which seem so pivotal, but you manage to forget the little parts.
like when i went to NYC in 2003 (wow....2003. that was 5 years ago and it feels like yesterday) i saw coheed and cambria at the knitting factory.
how did i forget?
maybe the other nights event's over-shadowed it (probably) or maybe i just chose to forget a lot about that 36 hours.
i remember losing my wallet in new jersey in butt-fuck no where and thinking i would never get back into canada.
but i did.
i remember before we got to the border.. i had the worst hangover/migraine of my life...and all i wanted was a baked potato from wendy's and ryan went in with cait, joie, adam, and katie while i stayed in the car. they ate, (ryan got a baked potato) and on the way out he tried to order me my potato and it turned out he had the last one.
they kept that secret for about a year. it was a silly accident but they kept that a secret for a year.
seriously? i remember THAT over coheed's set?
until recently i had forgotten that i saw saves the day in detroit.
i LOVE that band. so so much.
and i forgot.
but i remember fighting the night before....and giving kevin the worst haircut of his life on scott's porch that morning.
and tori wearing a bronte zoo crew shirt (the black one with the pumpkin) at the train station before we took the train to windsor together.
it cost me $11 because scottie ATMOI (current cancer bats) worked at the oakville via rail station. it cost kevin $51 because scott didn't know him.
think about how long an average person lives.
SOOO much happens in a lifetime.
and i feel like i could write a pretty juicy book already.
not that many would read it, judging from my blog comments.
the people who read this are the only real audience i would want anyways.
it's nice to be selective.