More photos from Coachella. These ones include: Arcade fire, The Bravery, Bright eyes, The faint, The fiery furnace, The Futureheads, New order, Nine Inch Nails, Prodigy.

My girlfriend is teh awesome

I went to Coachella this weekend. My girlfriend's magazine scored her some press/photo passes. She got me some sweet pics from the show before the digicam died.

I got pics from: RazorLight, Rilo Kylie, Wilco, Weezer, Bauhaus, Bloc Party, ColdPlay, Kasabian, and the Fiery furnaces. After that we borrowed her friends camera so It'll take a while to get hold of the pictures from those shows (The Bravery, Arcade Fire, New Order, NIN, Bright Eyes, The Prodigy, etc).

I'm double booked.

Plan goes like this:
I met this stripper back-stage at monster magnet's thursday-night show. We talked a bit she was pretty rad and gave me some free admittance cards for her strip club. She works at CrazyGirls on fridays and saturdays. Anybody who's been reading my journal for a while knows it's quite a coincidence. It'd be fun to hang there again for a few ticks.

I got the sucker in the mail on tuesday. It's badass Later this month I'll be getting DSL in my apartment and go back to my irregularly scheduled party journal. For now here's one to tide you over.

I met up with my friend from the apple store today. I wanted to wait till after the keynote speech just in case they brought out new Powerbooks along with the G5 iMacs we all knew were comming. I got to play with one today they look pretty sick. ;-)

A few months ago my laptop got stolen. I'd rather not get into the details other than I was really stupid and sorta had it comming. Lesson learned, and I could use the break from hacking anyway.

It's fridaynight and I'm hanging with my sister, and two of her friends. First we went to this art show then we decide to go pubhopping. We ended up at "Ye Rustic" when my sisters friend starts talking to two girls she knows from somewhere.

We all walk outside so they can smoke when I catch on that one of them has the same name as my brother. "yeah it's an Irish boys name but here" She says. I replied "But here it's a girls name. my poor brother got teased in school all the time."

My weekend was okay all things considered. I had to work saturday and sunday, but I needed the hours so I can't complain.

Saturday: I was making a run for material and my car started running funny. I figured I was running out of gas because It had been around E since the night before. My gage isn't all that accurate. It'll read full when I fill it up, after you get through a quarter tank it starts to read all over the place depending on the speed, level, or phase of the moon.

Lastnight I was doing some grocery shopping. I'd picked out all that I wanted and was walking towards the front when this group of HOT punkrocker chicks walks past me. I'm checking out one in particular and I give her a smile when she says to me "Hey?".

It's sowing? Come on it's spring get with the fucking program. Staying at the Omni Parker. According to them it's the longest running Hotel in America.

red5 is comming to rock your world.

I'm looking for a word to describe my angst and fuck doesn't seem to cut it.

My car has been unusable for a while now. The exhaust-manifold was leaking causing a lot of noise not to mention a massive loss of power. I got it tightened but it was warped so that only fixed it for a week or so. I decided to just upgrade to headers.

Last-night my Flat-mate and I went to this club in west-hollywood/beverly hills. This girl I know said she's working the door there on tuesdays and It's her birthday sometime this week. When we got there the club which is normaly a restaurant was split into two clubs. We guessed wrong and went to the one off the parking lot. Inside they had "karaoke from hell". You sing while a live band plays the music. We watched for a minute and then decided to check out the party downstairs.

The last few nights were awesome I felt like sharing the love.

Friday-night:
For the first time since new years I'm not totally broke, and hell it's friday. My flat-mate and I decided tonight was the night to make it happen.