"Am I still the lead singer of our imaginary band? Cos that's all I care about."... She snapped with a tone that was too serious for the crazy crap that just came out of her mouth. And thats about the point in Alex and I's conversation where I wondered who the hell I was and what the hell I was doing and why the hell I was saying 'hell' so much, cos it's so lame.
A person should have a hobby, according to "How to Live Well and Prosper" by Professor Svetso. And
one of my hobbies is making up names for imaginary bands, Alex shares this hobby and as you might have gathered, she also gets quite emotional on the topic. The great thing about making up names for imaginary bands is that you don't have to live up to the name because your band IS IMAGINARY. For eg: If I decided to name my band "Beef Face Slasher Party", I wouldn't have to worry that my songs wouldn't be hardcore and brutal enough because there
are no songs! Cos it's all imaginary! Get it? Hahahahaha!
The other great thing about having an imaginary band is that you can talk about it all the time just like a real band (this is so you look cool) and then you don't have to do any of the hard stuff like practice or pay for practicing space or pay for flyers or or or actually you can just spend your money on beer or something.
Probably the best thing about having an imaginary band is that you can change the name as soon as it gets old, like in about a week when you have told everyone and they have all told you that the name sucks arse. Then you can get a new name and try all over again.
Here are some names that I found out suck...
Free Bingo (Alex says that we would never get our ideal demographic cos only a bunch of really dissapointed old people would show up to our gigs.)
Sounds Like Awesome (JMcKay couldn't express enough how much he hated this name and Alex said it was "very me" and then followed that statement with "it's pretty stupid")
Gather your loved ones was my intitial inspiration for a pop-electro outfit but then it just sounded really emo and I didn't want to soil my image (JMcKay
surprisingly thought this one was ok)
But like all hobbies, they must come to an end because they're stupid. As the cat from Stuart Little 2 would say (I never watched it and laughed out loud to myself I swear)...
"Giving up is fun! And look at all the time you save!" Speaking of orgies...Saturday night was interesting because I thought that socialists are just always arguing and hassling people and rallying and not showering or shaving, but it turns out that they ALSO are really incestual horny little freaks. I don't think anyone had drunk as much as you should before you start acting insane-in-the-mainframe but
I swear these guys went from sober chit chat to slutsville in a matter of seconds. I asked myself many questions when the people around me started getting it on...
a) Should I move away?
b)Am I a pervert for being really turned on by the hot gay guys getting with each other?
c)That lesbian is feeling me up, should I act like I don't notice?
d)I thought that guy was dating this guy so why is he getting with those other guys?
e)I thought that that lesbian had a girlfriend so why she getting with those guys?
f)Hold on, why is a
lesbian getting with all those boys?
g)Hold on again! Why are all those
gay boys kissing her back?
I got really confused and dizzy because i'd just eaten some powder that this guy James found under a rock in his back yard a year ago. I'd lost most of my motor co-ordination so I just stayed put on the futon with the orgy around me. By the time there was stacks-on I got literally trapped in these people, and I didn't mind so much. I especially didn't mind when this cute guy started making out with me and then this cuter guy joined in, it was all GUY everywhere I looked. Except for that one person who was a girl, but she had so many guys on top of her you couldn't really see her anymore.
After the orgy had calmed down a little and the socialists had started arguing again I dragged my awesome buddy Seb away from his friends so we could play party games. We started playing 'Spin the bottle' but there was only two of us so we decided that neither of us wanted to go there.
Then we played 'Truth or dare' which went rapidly downhill after the best thing Seb could come up with was "I dare you to make out with this lemon for a whole two minutes!" It tasted rindy in case you were interested.
Ok i'm giving up on this post now because I'm like that cat in Stuart Little 2, you heard me.
Wow I just learnt how to add pictures! Well, change "learnt" to was "told by Alex", so thanks Al my crazy buddy, i really hope you continue to seek knowledge and directly transer it to me so that I'll never have to research anything myself. Woop Woop.
