SON OF A BITCH, I wish I didn't lose my friend's number. She's the only one that would have gone with me at the metal/hardcore show that 's going on AS I TYPE. Truth be told, some of these local bands are really crappy, but IT' SO WORTH IT when I hear something good. It's fascinating to watch all these kids gather around the door of the space. Do all off them feel comfortable labeling themselves? I never was. They all stand in thier SUPER COOL world, cusssing and smoking, me, a wallflower or wallpaper, nodding my head and tapping my heel to the vibrating, deafening riffs. Goddamn, I would love to meet a guy there, he doesn't even have to be i