We went to a Linkin Park concert last night. It was intense. My lower back still hurts a little.
I like Linkin Park's sounds. Robust, exciting, aggressive, and ironically soothing. But I've never had a taste for their lyrics. Way too can-you-kill-me-now, full of despair, and self-defeating. The lyrics turned me off to their music in the past. Not that I can remember them all. I made up most of the stuff I screamed at the concert, much to the dismay of the poor people whose ears were millimeters away from my mouth. So yeah, read the lyrics to all of their songs one of these days, but call me before you go off yourself.
Sunday night we played poker at George's with the usuals. P Club 7. I lost about $50 in January, playing at least once a week. My game's been slipping. I've been playing mainly just to hang out. I'll be playing for awhile, so I'll try to get my head back in the game.
Last weekend, after snowboarding at Alpine Meadows, we stayed overnight in Reno. I wanted to play poker at the casinos again, since it was fun playing in Vegas. But I knew that I wasn't in any condition to play that weekend. $50 in one month is a wake-up call. That $50 could've gone into my new handbag fund. I'm considering something from Coach.
Sunday during the day, Jeanne and I went to get facials in SF Chinatown. I hadn't gone to get one in a long while. Years maybe. This time, I paid $5 extra for the neck and shoulder massage. $5 was a steal. I'd have paid an extra $10 for what I got. And there was a noticeable improvement in the appearance and texture of my skin for more than one day after. So I'm probably going to start getting these facials regularly. Especially since I can't get Brazilian waxes anymore. Must get my self-maintaining pampering in one way or another.
Saturday night, we... we... I'm drawing a blank... What did we do? Oh. My bad... Saturday was Valentine's Day. I was thrown off by the 3-day weekend.
Friday night, we went out to dinner and to the bowling alley for two friends' birthdays. I hurt my lower back while bowling. I hurt it again at the aforementioned concert. I really need to put some muscles back in there.
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