–July 27, 2003
>Nine Inch Nails – Closer
I wanted my mom to drive me to Rite-Aid to get leather care products, but she gave her normal bullshit that she was tired. If I had a penny for every time she used that shitty excuse, I’d be a fucking billionaire. But towards the end of the day, I got this e-mail from my cousin Kelly. She’d gotten front and center seats at the Marilyn Manson concert she went to, it was so cool, and that this really hot friend of hers I’d been lusting after, Taggart, is bi and asking about me, supposedly. It made me like, jump for fucking joy when I checked the Marilyn Manson tour dates and there is this one coming up that’s really close to where we are here. My mom said she’d pay for the tickets and everything (after I convinced her that she’d literally get killled at a Marilyn Manson concert, which she would). I e-mailed my uncle to see if he’d take me. He hasn’t replied yet, I don’t think he got the e-mail. All the good tickets are probably already gone, but I’m going to try to get ahold of him.