monday night i got to see the postal service live. since they only have one cd, that means i got to hear them play every song they have, right there in the palace. the sound was good and the show was excellent — ben gibbard singing is almost always a jaw-dropping experience. love that jenny lewis too. my only complaint is that they didn’t play ‘evan and chan’, which they definitely should have done if they were thinking, ‘what would make brian really pleased with this concert?’ apparently they weren’t. they must have been distracted by their own semi-cheesy video projection backdrop.

and quite nicely, the show also gave me some time hanging out with a girl i have a majorly huge crush on, but with whom i failed to do what i very obviously should have done by now (don’t be crass, i meant kiss her goodnight or something). this has done two things to my mindframe right now: one being to make me very paranoid that she thinks i am not interested, but luckily on the other hand make me very determined to overcome my bashful tendency and go for it very very soon. aided by the fact that my friend jen keeps yelling at me that i’m gonna miss my chance if i don’t act soon. can she be trusted on this topic? i am unsure. she is a girl, so maybe she would know. however, she is crazy, so maybe i’m just fine. either way it’s high time to do something.

i was sitting on her bed for god’s sake. how did i screw that up?

[now hearing this: certainly not a song of the week, because i have missed my window. i’ll do better next sunday, but in the meantime i recommend you download the new deftones single cause it’s pretty fuckin’ good.]