|Paul Phillip Reiley is an @sshole.
||[Jul. 26th, 2007|01:35 am]
Okay. Today was fine until Paul decided to be an ass. I am so fucking mad at him right now. He is unbelievably inconsiderate to my sister yet claims that she is his best friend. I called his cell phone and left a ranty voicemail bitching him out. He made plans with us to go to the zoo tomorrow, but now that's not happening because right now he is getting wasted in a bar in Calgary, and could he even bother to let Leah know this? The answer is no. Last she heard, he was working til 3pm tomorrow and we were going to meet him to go to the zoo. Leah finds out from Heather at work that Paul isn't coming home tonight. Whatever.
The rest of the day wasn't bad. We got signed posters from Recycled Percussion and a million pictures of the Peking Acrobats and Weird Al. We had a lot of time to kill between shows, but it wasn't too bad. I got Leah her blue candy apple and the henna kit Kalena asked for.
Weird Al did a ton of costume changes and a single verse of a handful of songs. There were video shorts from "Al t.v." during costume changes. He did full versions of "Smells Like Nirvana" and "Amish Paradise". He did "Albuquerque" as an encore! I screamed my head off a lot; I screamed until I coughed. My right ear is pretty deaf right now. My neck will be sore tomorrow, since peoples' heads kept moving in front of me. The further into the concert we got, the more people there were in front of us, and we got there pretty early. There were probably less than 50 people when we first got to the stage. Grr.
Oh, and the souvenirs sucked. It was just hats and t-shirts. There was a hoodie but it cost $55!!! But I got a piece of Weird Al money that got thrown into the audience after a song about suing people. We had two, and I wanted to give the other one to Bill, but Leah gave it to some people standing next to us.
Anyway, of than sore feet, that's all there is to report.