09.29.03 - turn on the bright lights
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interpol.
playing the same ol' songs
strangers in the night
a few months ago i bought tickets to see interpol (again). it's actually sort of ridiculous. they've been touring this same album for over a year, but i suppose it's working. the first time i saw them (a little over a year ago) it was bottom of the hill (a tiny venue with a pool table), and now they are at the warfield (a huge three-tiered venue with several floors). i just can't really believe i'm willing to throw down the cash to see them play the same songs over and over again. apparently randall couldn't believe it either, because at the last minute he decided he didn't need to go. so wes came along instead (well technically i called up juju, she declined but sent wes in her place). on our way to the city we decided to stop at the jack in the box. wes ordered first because i wasn't sure what i wanted. after taking wes' order the lady behind the counter found a million things to do and left me standing there. once wes's food was finally ready she took my order. they were having a promotional milkshake (some candy special flavor) so i decided to get that with my meal instead of a soda. a few minutes later she said something to me that i didn't understand at all. eventually someone else came over and told me they were out of that milkshake flavor and asked if i wanted a different one. i decided that i really didn't need a milkshake in the first place and told them to change it back to a soda. that's when they got a different person to come and give me a refund. he gave me back $1.45 and then he asked me for 67 cents. i couldn't figure out what was going on. but he kept saying i owed 67 cents. apparently he deducted the milkshake, gave me the refund, then added the soda back in. i'm still not really sure what was going on there.

sidenote: at the show there was this girl trying really hard to get closer to the stage (she was already standing in row 5). she actually offered the guy in front of me a stick of gum to let her stand in front of him. like anyone is going to let you do that for a stick of gum??
cindy and the longjohn
it's called a chocolate bar
after the show we met up with cindy and bridget and their pals. they'd all gone to the show too. we decided that we should do a randall tribute and go out for donuts. whenever there is a show at the warfield randall always stops at this one donut place and gets a dozen donut holes. so i ordered a dozen donut holes and a small milk. cindy ended up getting a chocolate bar but she was calling it a chocolate longjohn. we all decided it was a good opportunity to make fun of her. none of us had ever heard of chocolate bars being called longjohns. cindy said it must've been a chicago/midwest thing (she lived there for a while). we all said, "raiiight."
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