It's 7:13 pm and Im sitting in Leavey library. Now that I think of it, I have only been in here once before when I came to a meeting on how to use the library equipment...fun stuff. I like reading and books, but whenever I've needed to go to a library, it's always been the art and architecture library, which is by far the coolest library on campus. I could sit for hours flipping through books of black and white photography or reading about communist propaganda art and it's effects on the era and shaping of the society. Anyways, why am I here tonight updating my blog when I could be doing this in the dorm and I don't even have work to do? Well, the Ataris are going to be playing right outside, and were supposed to start at 6 but when I got there, there are these opening punk bands who just scream insanely into the microphone. WHat are the saying anyway? All I hear is "YEEEEEEEAAAAH ARGARGAARGS!!!!" as the singer jumps up and down like a rabbit on crack. (angie's words) I cannot tolerate this, and angie being a really awesome jazz vocalist major REALLY cant take this, we figured that there would be at least another hour of openers before the Ataris come out. So I retreated to the library in anticipation until they start playing and I can actually go and check it out. My brother, who is a big punk fan and whatnot, really loves the Ataris and attributes his desire to play electric guitar to some of their music. He freaked when I told him they were playing and since it's free I told him to come on out. He got here at 2:30 and has been hanging around ever since. I got a little worried when I was in drawing class and it started raining...thinking of poor matt stranded outside somewhere, but he seems way too happy to care which I suppose is a good thing. Im going to meet him after the concert and we'll probably hang out in the dorm watching The Godfather.

I can hear the screaming band through the walls. Good grief. Angie is playing some gospel music at the computer next to me. For some reason, I never used to like gospel music. Im not sure why, i guess something to do with the religiousness of it, but recently Ive really started to appreciate it more. I like the spirit of it and when a whole group of people sing it together, there's such an overpowering sense of community that it doesnt really matter if I fit with the religious message behind it. Sometimes I wish I belonged to a gigantic church that actually had talented singers. At mine, we sing but there are not many of us at all and it sounds like a bunch of racoons with laringitis who've been stuck in a potato sack and shook about.

It was april fool's day and as of yet, I haven't been pranked. I was in my room earlier today and I was listening to Liz on the phone (kind of hard not to since we are in the same room) and she called her boyfriend and told him that she got caught smoking and was getting kicked out of school. It was just a prank of course...way too many people here smoke pot without getting kicked out. But very fitting I think. Im looking forward to doing even more work on my room this weekend. Im going garage sale shopping at the crack of dawn with my mom on Saturday and hope to find some good, extremely cheap furniture or bedposts, etc. I need to take down my shelves and get a picture frame. I hope the Ataris put on a good show or else spending all this time in the library will have been a waste. Ok, off to go catch the show. Ill tell you how it is soon...