Reading Magnifico's journal

What a joyful day today was. Er. . . right, sarcasm doesn't work on forums. Today defied physics by both sucking and blowing at the same time. Our city has a bunch of stuff going on right now, and one of those deals was today; the South Main Street Arts Festival. One street (relatively famous to those in Memphis) gets its own little Arts Festival every year, and I was looking forward to a Slam Poetry competion. SLAM Poetry is a competitive spoken-word. . . competition. I looked forward to this event because I hoped to meet up with one of our local SLAM elites, Ben "IQ" Sanders. With my luck, though, he either wasn't there, or I missed him. On top of that, I apparently missed a band practice, and William's going to be righteously pissed, as Canadians-in-denial are prone to be. The cherry on today's cake of shite: I've lost my Ænema (Tool) CD. No poetry, no IQ, no playing music, no hearing good music by Tool. Huzzah ¬_¬

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