Over all it's been a good weekend. A VERY good weekend ... it started off with a crawl... a one of a kind crawl, yes, people could go to bars...but this crawl was special....why was it special? BECAUSE IT HAD ZOMBIES! It was a zombie crawl. I sewed up a skirt, grabbed a bud, and went down. It was pretty neat to be a part of, watching people have fun and making fools out of themselves without drinking, although it probably would have been smarter to drink before playing a zombie, helps with the stumbled walking. Wait, I was making a fool out myself too....oh well, like that's not normal .

Unfortunately, I was still in zombie gear when a ghost from the past appeared. He's someone I really admire (kick ass artist and musician and a really nice person to boot), and he surprised the hell out me. He was performing at a local bar, and me and my friend got about 15 steps past the bar and I hear my name called, and I turn around and it was him. I thought he'd never want to see my face after what happened last time I saw him. Plus, I can be a pain in the arse. Needless to say I was happy to see him and find out that I wasn't on his bad list. I went in with my bud and got to enjoy the audio candy of his band. I had my eyes closed most of the time listening, being drawn into the magical blending of sound. I occasionally opened my eyes and watched the band, and you can just see how much he enjoys music, he was throwing himself into it. He's passionate about his music, and few people have that sort of fire. I've seen big name musicians who don't put the heart into their performance that he did in that small little bar.

I got to talk to him after the set. Why do bad things happen to good people, and why do they sometimes seem to pile up? I heard about some of the things he went through this summer, but I found out from a friend that he's had quite a few shitty things happen before that (no details, she just told me the basics cause she knows I care about him). I think he's due for some good luck, I mean he does have some bright spots, music, his art, his teaching gig, his girlfriend.... so it's not too bad, just why did he have to have some losses?

I guess I should explain. I was fortunate enough to have his Dad as a professor once, and he's Dad was such a nice person, and a dang good teacher as well. He made sure his students understood the work and went over mechanics. He also pick some really good topics to go over. He also made an effort to say hi in the hall....yeah a silly thing to say, but sometimes when you kind of feel like you fade into the background it means something. He was a wonderful person, and I see where my "friend" gets his kind streak from. My brother had his dad too, and he was in agreed with me.
To make a long story short, he's Dad passed away early summer. I came home from class, and my Mom told me, and I burst out crying. I'm not good at these things, but I dunno....
Just why do the good people suffer or leave so soon?
Anyway, the conversation wasn't all doom and gloom, and it was really good seeing him again and I just wish the best for him, no more sadness.... more happy times. He deserves it.

My fellow zombie in arms went to the event because I wanted to, and I promised him we'd go to improv night at a local college (think "Whose Line is it Anyway") so I put my unfinished beer at the bar and said my goodnights........
My friend called another friend up and the three of us enjoyed a night of laughter.
Next night I was planning on staying home and studying....but my friends blackmailed me into going to Goth night. It was a good time there (from a rhythm and blues the previous night to Goth/industrial, weird mix). I even got to dance a little. Like I said, it was an extremely good weekend over all.

As for the rest, well, set went well, school started and I am no longer working retail cause the store got a bitch if a new manager who wasn't keen on me (we only worked once together and she cut my hours) ..... believe me, the feeling was mutual. I still keep in contact with one of my co-workers and it turns out that besides being a phony silicone former cheerleader type (she used to sell makeup) that she's a lazy screw up too. She sits in the back all day on the phone, never works floorsets, messes up on hours, AND kisses up to the district manager to keep her job (she even cut her hair the same, for heaven's sake!). One of the best employees they had quit because of this woman, and apparently she's talking down to the other managers..... the ones that are actually doing HER job. Like I said, I didn't like her before, don't like her now (boy did that feel good to write those thoughts out about that bitch).

So, I'm job hunting. Wish me luck.