Undercore Newsletter

(Written back in July....    Ehh, better late than never.)

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Yes, pink eye.  (*Grumbles* Like I don't have enough to deal with right now...).  Well, I can use one eye right now...  and I've got contacts, so this just sucks.  Ass.  A LOT.  Oh well, we've cut time out, and bring the savings strait to you!  Ask your doctor about pink eye today! 

So I'm stuck in the house, because I don't have a current prescription for my glasses and cant drive without my contacts (well, that and they've all quarantined me. -_- ) so you all get to put up with me now.    MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....  er...  what was I saying? 

Aaah, I just realized what I can ramble about now.  *WEG*  And for once, look! It's not anime!!!  So, I got to see Rammstein, live, in concert, in a SMALL venue not too long ago.  I'm still euphoric about it.  ^_^  (Muahahahaha!  I got to meet Christoph and Flake!!!   8-�~~~  *Does a happy dance*)   So, anyway....  there we all were, (well, MY friends anyway) having an inane conversation about what Jesus and the other one would say if they got to meet Till (I'm kinda glad they didn't meet him... that would have been highly embarrassing... >_<  ).  It was something about (our) Jesus' involving a  bad wigger act, the comment 'we don't like that german speaking stuff here!', and him promptly getting picked up by Till, getting a bite taken out of him, and getting set back down.  (Ever see that duff gardens episode of the Simpson's, where in the land of chocolate, Homer takes a bite out of a dog, and it runs away yipping?  Ya, like that.)

Well, that and Matt walking up to him, stating his 'Vagina was itchy' in german, and probably getting kicked... though whether that would have been by us or them, is totally up in the air.

Still, here is the truly amusing part.   I'm just wearing black jeans and a black shirt (my normal 'out' gear....    I tend to be comfortable in black), but I still look passable - not wearing any extra additives that would normally get me looked at funny (not like I don't have them...), Azzy's wearing... shit, what was he wearing.  An Ozzfest shirt, as I remember, but I could be wrong, Jesus is just wearing light pants with a white 'sex wax' shirt, and Matt is in....  um...  some shirt and those cammo cut-off's he's been wearing for a month.  (Yes, this was relevant, got a problem?)  We actually looked pretty normal, considering the rest of the items being worn there (which might I add, looked pretty cool on some of them... on others...?  Well, look in the mirror before you leave home.)  While we may have stood out in the mall- er...  Southside- er...  somewhere, we could generally be overlooked there. 

ANYway, some people who were, more than likely drunk, being as they WERE wondering around the Strip district at around midnight, come up to us and ask us about the show.  It's obvious that they're wondering who the hell would go to see it in the first place, and probably thinking there was some kind of sacrifice going on inside - or at the very least, some satanic converting.

Then the one leans in to me and out of the woman's mouth pops, "Don't get me wrong, you look like a normal girl...", in a way that suggests that my friends are the same people she was talking about (which, apparently in her mind, were rather unsavory), and I was the only link to sanity there.  Do you know how hard it was for me to keep a strait face?   Oh MAN did they have me pegged wrong.  Non-violent, perhaps, but normal?   Me?!  Never! 

Just goes to show you, never trust your eyes.   Or, for a well known maxim, don't judge a  book by its cover - just because there are fuzzy bunnies out there, doesn't mean they aren't vicious, flesh eating bunnies...   (Monty Python's 'Search for the Holy Grail' is a great reference for that one....) then again, if you have the holy hand grenade, you have nothing to worry about....    er...  forget it.

Ok, I think that's it for me for the moment...   I should probably actually get some work done on a few of these websites I'm supposed to be working on... 

In parting, always remember:   "It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it."

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