I've been thinking I need to get out and see more live music. Toronto is full of clubs and bars with relatively low cover charges where bands play live all the time, and all I ever do is sit around at home bemoaning my uneventful life. It's quite silly.These past couple of Wednesdays I did manage to get out with Doug and see The Supers, though. I hadn't heard of them before, because my loner lifestyle has prevented me from finding out about various bands from other people, but luckily Doug knew them, and noticed that they were playing at The Rivoli pool hall. Anyway, I quite like them, and they're playing there every Wednesday this month, there's no cover, and besides, they're cute. Tee hee. Er .. never mind that last part. I sound like a groupie. But seriously, if you live in Toronto and want something to do on a Wednesday night, you should go there. And if you see someone who looks like me, do come over and say hello.
I wonder if anyone will actually go there because I wrote about it. I don't think I have a whole lot of online clout, but who knows?
It just occurred to me that if someone wants to stalk me, they now have all the information they need in order to do so. How delightfully creepy. I like to live dangerously.
That's funny. Just as I was writing the above about stalkers and such, the phone rang, and when I answered, there was silence. I hung up, picked up again ... still silence, no dial tone. Finally when I did hear a dial tone, I did the star-six-nine thing and got a "We're sorry. The number cannot be reached by this method. Please hang up now.". Spoooooky.
I love how that automated voice always says "Please hang up now" after basically telling you you're screwed. It almost makes me think they're going to send those security thugs that escort troublesome people out of buildings to my house to hang up my phone if I don't. Am I the only one who gets that vibe?
I always feel like I need to end diary entries properly, the way one would end a phone call .. like I need some sort of excuse to go, along with a nice little "farewell" of some sort .. and it's irritating. In fact, I wish I could just end this entry in midsen
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