just got home from the str8 edge show. man it was awesome. so many good bands. the 12 year old kid drummer whose mom was there, chris from highschool as a singer. bands: the followers, dead bury dead, those who remain, douglas fir, and some band that i dont know the name. me and diag rocked out so much. and mad props to those who remain for having a song about how much "the why're" sucked. gotta love that. cause "the why're" did suck. i got a shirt and some pins and a patch. di'ag got a shirt, a pin, and a cd. which i need to burn. (yeah, i'm great at helping the up and coming bands arent i) we also ran into fish. he's so crazy. and he knew every song bye those who remain and was singing half of them with the singer. good times. if they play again soon i'm gonna take tonya. i actually didnt lose my voice or hearing. now, i'm just sittin around enjoying my southern brew. and gonna go finally finish watching spiderman two. i gotta go yard saling tomorrow. championship rocks. highlight of the evening; farm boy, complete with boots, tight jeans, suspenders and a flanel shirt... moshing and talking about edge. hell yes... welp, g'night all 717 xXx