We were supposed to run through everything twice, and watching the other bands was a little intimidating. Of course there were ones that weren’t as good as us, but there were some scary good guys there. When it was our turn to go (6th band to go, about the middle) we made a couple of mistakes and I wasn’t very ambitious with my fills (I play drums lol).

But by the time our second little show came around, I went fucking nuts. Watching everybody played, I realized that none of the drummers were very showman-like. So, I decided to just go all fucking out. I did the wicked insane fills I knew I was capable of, I made faces, moved around a bit, headbanged (and still kept rhythm!). We weren’t playing in front of a full audience (some members of other bands, and the students in charge of the other show), but a couple of guys came up and started a little mosh circle with us! We do a Master of Puppets intro, go into a funky version of Come Together, and then a funky as shit version of “Glide” by Pleasure (it’s just me and my friend the bass player). I don’t know, something about getting people excited with our music really pumped me up…it felt so great to watch the looks on people’s faces when I tried different things; getting them to jump out of their seats, laugh, or just amazed.

Well enough about all that, I’ve still got that date tonight. You read about this girl yesterday, she’s obviously into me. She (literally) hangs all over me ALL the time and lets me play with her hair, caress her, hug her, and even front-to-front hugging. I none of that is really that cool, but I’m pretty sure it’s all just a precursor to what she’s going to let me do to her tonight. GOD, I sound like a fucking pervert but what can I do? I’m a goddamn virgin and she’s doing all this shit to me; what the shit am I supposed to do?! I hope she’s not just being a fucking tease this whole time, I hope she at least lets me kiss her. Jesus, I’m desperate. I mean, is it really that out of the question?! We’re going to see the movie at fucking ELEVEN PM and it’s just the two of us. I mean, c’mon. She’s asking for it. Fuck, I’m asking for it.

Obviously, I’m having some inner conflict here. We’ll just have to what the God of Sex has in store for me tonight. Come back tomorrow!