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Sunday, June 15, 2003 @ 9:45 PM

Church Schmurch

Last night, I went to the Baby Jade Benefit at Agape. I was a little bored for a while, because I was abandoned. Also, I have a hard time listening to bands if I'm not already familiar with their music. I realized why for the first time: All music sounds essentially the same to me. I know this sounds crazy, but it's true. I can distinguish between basic genres, but essentially, every song by every bad sounds the same when I'm hearing it for the first through fifth time. So when I hear live music, the only thing I can listen to is the lyrics. This is why I can enjoy acoustic, vocal-heavy bands (i.e. Running From Right) but not much else. Case in point, the first few times I saw Simple in Theory, I was kinda bored, but then KatieWhoDoesn'tMakePie burned me a CD. After I had been listening to the CD daily, I saw them live again, and had a great time.

Where was I going with this? Oh, yeah. Lyrics. All that matters to me is the lyrics. I know, I'm a freak. I also have mild anosmia and ears that stick out. I'm comfortable with that.

One strange thing I noticed was that there were a bunch of 2002 U-High grads, there to see Halogen Blue. I tried to be polite and everything, but realized I had nothing in common with them and nothing to say. I spent most of the night hanging out with people two to four years younger than me, which is always a strange experience. And speaking of strange experiences...

This morning I went to Epiphany Catholic church. I was going to go at nine and possibly catch Miriam, but the sleepless Friday night was catching up with me, so I slept until about eleven thirty and went to mass at noon. I was very twitchy the entire time. Church never used to scare me, but now it does. I can't really explain it, but it's almost as though I expect to be struck by lightning or hurled into a volcano or something. I haven't been to church since Troy's funeral, and before that, since I was attending Unitarian Youth Group with Megan the Red. So, why did I go to mass in the first place? Well, I'm directing this show called Catholic Schoolgirls, which performs in two weeks, you see, and I needed to do some research. I didn't pick up much in the way of useful information, and was paranoid for the rest of the day. Too much speaking in unison - without inflection, without emotion, just dozens of dissonant voices, rather like The Borg... Most scary was when the priest told everyone to greet their neighbors, and everyone shook my hand and said, "Peace be with you." To which I could only say, "Thanks. Uhhhh..." Sometimes, I wish I had Dan's skills at adapting to every situation. I'm starting to think I'm not so much a "people" person.

Father's Day snuck up on me this year. Probably because this time last year my father and I weren't speaking. We went out to dinner and he got to tell me that I'm on the quick track to Doomed and Homeless (because I'm a theatre major) and that he wishes I would "hurry up and get a boyfriend" (because he thinks I'm a lesbian). I'm sure this made his day, and it didn't hurt me. Much. (That which does not kill me makes me bitter.)

So, after church and dinner with my father for Father's Day, I had the sudden urge to, as they say in Go, "bathe in sin." Instead, I went home and played some Jet Set on the Xbox. Stephanie eventually came home from work, and is currently talking on her cell phone in our room. Another exciting night in Bohemia.


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