What a week!

Restless am I today on this Friday that is ending the craziest week I've had in quite a while. I've been out and about every night this week, at least two of those nights leading to mornings where I've woken up in strange beds not my own. lol

Stasie really went all out with the big benefit she organized in Ann Arbor yesterday, for Garth from Bull Halsey, who is in the third stage of colon cancer and has a wife and child to support. Garth is the bandmate and best friend of Stasie's boyfriend Dave.

After work, Melissa followed me from Flint to Conor O'Neil's in A2 where we had dinner - a big percentage of the proceeds going to Garth's family. After scarfing down some delicious potato skins and beer, I took off for Rick's with Stasie while Mel headed home.

At Rick's, the South Normal boys were playin' along with a few other bands ... 100 percent of the $7 cover charge went to Garth and his fam. I was sooo exhausted that I pretty much kept myself parked in a seat at the bar most of the night. Luckily Angie was there with her new boyfriend Chris - the story about how they met at Comerica Park, after all Angie went through with dating services and meet-ups and such, gives me hope. All the peeps at SN shows are always cool and friendly, but I being the shy quiet type that I am, still feel more than a little intimidated by the big Chelsea High School reunion that the shows always turn into. I always feel like everyone knows everyone else but me! It's pretty amusing. I know enough peeps now to feel somewhat comfy, and the boys in the band always make an effort to chat, so at least I got that.

AND I finally met a fellow fan who I've been chatting with over e-mail for more than a year now. That was cool ... and he was definitely a pleasant surprise. What a nice guy, and CUTE to boot. Intelligent, sweet, lots of common interests, though as usual, I was quieter and shier than I should have been with someone I've talked to so much. But apparently he says he didn't notice that, since like me, he goes to SN shows for the MUSIC, not to have deep and meaningful conversation. AND after a dream I ended up havin' about him last night ... I realized, I NEED TO GET SOME! It's been WAAAAAAY too long. (Sorry for too much information divulged, I had to get that out there. Maybe this is what's contributing to my restlessness lately.) Definitely felt more of an attraction to him than to any of the other guys who attempted to woo me this week. But, my usual problem is, I'm not attracted to those who are attracted to me, and vice versa, so I'm not holding out any hope for this to be any different.

Of course, once South Normal went on, I was right up there, dancing and singing along to all of the old songs at least. I barely know the newer songs since I've been less than a stellar fan lately ... but I couldn't have been more ecstatic than when they played the Doors classic "Roadhouse Blues." AHHHH.

I felt my South Normal experience sort of come full circle last night too, since Rick's was the very first place I ever saw them play, in winter 2001. How was I to ever know when Stase dragged me out with her that night that the band her high school friends were in would turn out to be one of my favoritest bands ever just four years later - so blown away was I that night that I turned away the advances of one Mr. Anthony Thomas, who now makes millions of dollars playing NFL football. Fuck me.