modest mouse last night, free ticket via asia, who i barely know, three bands before all medicore, the mouse comes on at midnite. mosh pit ensues, lots of feedbacky noise and emo emoting, good. bald oi screamer named lex rubbed against me for a good 10 minutes, i should thank him for that. (also saw: john,dave,erika,dan,rob,mitch james, kyle, blair, claire, and others)

hung out with aaron and members of ka, his frat (or fraternity; in the words of francois "would you call yr country cunt, well dont call our fraternity, frat")
bunch of hot boys, including a blonde from fort mac, who actually was the ideal of the fratboy as sexual ideal...thot at the back of my head: this is why i am not in a frat, the minute that i tell these boys i want to fuck them i get a beat down. thot at the front of my head:why would i join a group that chose to exclude women. thot i didnt want to admit: boys frighten me and i hate men; i dont know how to be a man, could a frat teach me. thot in oppostion to that: there is not one way to be a man. last thot:is there a masculine discourse?

got an invite to dinner next monday at the house, which would be a suit and tie affair, will wear the deiter outfit with the big black belt.

spent too much yesterday. bartender ripped me off 5 bucks.

ride home with coleen, who moved to alta to be with aaron.