Black Jack

I went to black jack the other week. And saw Living End... I LOVE the LIVING END... Saw Birds of Tokyo and i have to admit i was more than impressed. I think i might become a fan....:)

So there is a bit of a story about BlackJack...

First of all. i wore my black jeans. I am having lunch with Matt and he says what is the red stuff on your black jeans. And i couldn't figure it out.

SO i leave him and im on my way to black jack.... just heading in that general direction.... hoping i got it right. I ring my bro to check if his mates are going.. and he says no.. so im heading in that general direction by myself... when i have a flash back

Tues night.... Drank too much red wine at a neutrimetics party... telling pam to stop the car... vomiting on a bus stop... wearing the same... same black jeans... havent washed them yet.... feral..... but im already there...

Get to black jack... by myself.... and i'm watching Birds of Tokyo... it starts raining.. i mean pouring and i get soaked.... problem of having vomit on my pants fixed... lol.. doesnt make me feel less of a feral...

so there is this guy who keeps walking past me... the type of guy that looks a little lost. And he was hot... he was wearing a purple sarong thing but in a greek type of way over one shoulder so you could see his chest... and so i started asking him why he was doing laps... anyways he started hanging out with me.. and then Gary showed up...

So i got to know this guy named Fry. He is english and he is pretty cool. And im really glad i got to meet him. He really recreated my whole world for me. and i had an awesome day and i made a new friend.....

And as always Gary is the bomb to go to concerts with.

But what i really got out of the whole day... is that i have a choice.... whether or not to be with Matt and everyday every moment. I get to choose to be with him. Cause i can do anything. I dont need him to make friends to go to concerts with me... i dont need him for anything.. But at the end of the day i get to go home and be in his arms... and i cant tell you how lucky i reckon that makes me. Or how blessed i am to have it. And although i dont need him. I cant imagine life without him....