...you fucking promised me...

i'm listening to "and all that could have been." nine inch nails. i haven't been able to listen to nine inch nails for awhile now cuz it was making me too upset. i also cannot listen to the new ltj cd. personal reasons that are so black and horrible that i don't even want to think about them while typing this.

anyway, i am recalling the nin concert on 3/11/06, almost a year ago, at atlantic city's house of blues and holy fucking shit what a night. nin is a legend in my mind and the mind of many of those i surround myself with. and who were with me that night. even though everyone i was with were total pussyassholes that night. yes, i mean andy and mark especially. at least mark was "sick." andy was just retarded.
i was right.
in.
front.
of.
trent.
fucking.
reznor.
nin only plays in ballsack places like MSG so every time i've seen them it's been just fucking awful. after the nin MSG concert that previous year, i vowed to myself, and everyone who would listen, that i don't do arenas anymore. fuck that. so then alas, nin at hob. and i was right there. in front. in a cloud of some girl's wild blond hair (we made friends later as we were the oldest people in the pit. she was 30). trent sweat right on me. i licked it. there was a long wait before he went on, because of the dumbass smoke machines that set off the fucking FIRE ALARM. chrimney. anyway, i've been listening to "eraser" and "reptile" on repeat all day long, and i must say that i think i'm back in lust w/the NINers.