Rock and roll razorblade

Last night, all of my middle-school dreams came true. I saw Hanson play live.

It was special because I love them and have loved them for many moons, but the evening was also very special because yesterday marked, to the day, the 10-year anniversary of the release of "MMMBop." So they performed it acoustically. It was beautiful. Taylor "Oh, yeah!"-ed the night away, and I screamed like I was on a roller coaster for three hours. Wouldn't you scream too if you saw this?

But really, they rocked. They didn't play all that much from "Middle of Nowhere" and instead played a good chunk of their new album and "Underneath." It made me very happy. They did, however, play "Yearbook," which they have NEVER played live until last night. I almost cried when Taylor sang about Johnny and "turning to that paaaAAAGE"!

So many people have made fun of me for being so excited, but Hanson were so good! They aren't the 12-year-olds everyone still wants them to be. However, there were very few people there under the age of 17. And that's pushing it. But the beauty of the show was that the fans and Hanson have grown together. Their new stuff wouldn't appeal to my 11-year-old self, but their new stuff definitely does. So does the way they look.

Even Isaac has gotten cute. He's really grown into his features.

All in all, it was a magical evening. Carly came too because she might be their biggest fan. I'm pretty sure we both teared up at least twice. It was like Christmas but better.


It's skank-tastic.

I have said at least once before that MySpace bothers me just a wee bit because it's a beautiful forum for skankiness. People can do or say whatever they please because, hey, everyone else is doing it.

Girls can take the MySpace-mirror picture of themselves in their underwear or shorts that say "Bootylicious" (or something else equally dumb) on the ass; boys can ... well, they can do exactly the same thing. BECAUSE THEY DO. I HAVE SEEN THIS AND I DO NOT LIKE IT. Then they can write a clever, obviously original little caption that says something along the lines of "lOoK bUtT dOn'T tOuCh!!!!!!1111!1!1!!!!!" Again, I have seen it with mine own eyes.

However, there's a line between being a dumb ho and being a Dumb Ho. Perhaps that is harsh. Hm. Good.

Yesterday when I logged in, I looked at the bulletins section because I'm a sucker for some quality time-wasting surveys. What I saw was not something that appeals to me at all.

Yep, you read that right. Subject: Fuck Buddies (and ::Fuck Buddies:: — I would hate to not give credit for that clever use of a PUNCTUATION MARK). Twice. This particular bulletin was posted by two different people. I hope to Jesus in Heaven that the second was not in response to the first. Oh please oh please no.

The full text of said bulletin is as follows:

For a laugh...or serious up to you!
Statistically speaking, unless you are a total hermit, social retard, or ugly as a bag of spoiled ass... There's at least one person on your myspace that wants to date you or sleep with you. So..... lets play "FUCK BUDDIES"
The rules are simple... if you want to date the person who posted this, send them a message to their inbox saying "Im yours".
If you just want to sleep with them and stay friends, send them a message that says "I'd hit it".
SCARED? You pussy, just do it!
& see who replies. There is at least 1 person on your myspace that wants to date you, and maybe more that want to sleep with you.
SO... re-post as "FUCK BUDDIES", as it doesn't matter if your married, in a relationship,single, gay or straight! You opened it so you HAVE to repost

Uh ... well, I opened it, obviously, but I only wanted to make fun of it. But I mean, if there are any takers...


But seriously? Isn't this what one might call "solicitation"? I think so, but then again I suppose my take on this is a tad skewed since I'm marginally disturbed by the whole thing.

Part of me badly wants these people to read my blog and be offended, but then the smart side of me comes in and reminds the mean, funny part of me that they aren't going to read my blog. If those bulletins were successful, they're going to be pretty busy for a while.

I won't get too specific with any other complaints other than the creative punctuator (::::::::) posts no less than seven bulletins daily (what? I get on MySpace a lot! I have to avoid homework somehow.), and most of them say something like "OMG im so bored. someone post something to give me something to do. why arent any of you on line?"

Snack on that for a minute. I don't even need to make fun of it because it pretty much takes care of itself.

I think the question is: WHY ARE YOU SO LAME? I sort of feel bad because I was pretty good friends with this person in high school, but hey we're not in high school anymore, are we?

There are days when I utterly loathe my life and can safely say in some moments I am the lamest person alive, but in terms of overall lameness, I've got nothing on some of the people I know. Oh well. I can't be the first at everything.

I also forgot to mention that I have hives again. I have run out of medicine and don't have time to drive to Kroger. My life sucks right now.