August 2, 2000

We finally moved into our new place. I'm realizing more and more each day how much nicer the new Rancho is compared to the old Rancho. I was worried about space, but I now believe that we have more space in the new place. And once we get everything out of boxes and set up it'll be awesome. I figure that'll be done by the end of the weekend.

My sister Rachel is in town. She and her boyfriend Ian have been here since last Thursday. They drove down here from Massachusetts in her really really nice Honda Civic. Rachel's friend Sarah from Boston came to town a few days ago too. She drove as well, but only from Iowa where her parents live and where she's staying for a while over the summer. I went out drinking with them on Sunday night. We had a blast and I got completely wasted. I don't normally get trashed at bars, and I certainly never go home drunk - this time, however, we stayed until last call... and drank until last call. I can't wait to see the pictures.

Goldfinger is rumored to be playing around here again soon. I'm not going to get my hopes up too high just yet, but that'd fucking rock! Goldfinger number 10.

I've been sick the past couple days. Sore throat, congestion, runny nose, stuff. I guess if it doesn't go away by the weekend I'll see about going to the ol' doctor.

Saw Less Than Jake last Thursday night and Ultimate Fakebook on Friday. Both shows were awesome. The UFB show was a cd release show - the second one for their album "This Will Be Laughing Week". I went to both shows. First time back on April 1, 1999. Then they recently got picked up by a major label and decided to re-release it on the major label and so they had another cd release party.

Ugh. I feel like crap.

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