The story I am about to tell you may sound weird, but no weirder than the fact that it has been on my mind for the past 12 years, nor the fact that it's 100% true.
The year is 1995, going on 1996. I was at the Oakland Colliseum for the 5th Annual Primus Freak-Out, and I was enjoying every second of it. I witnessed a pre-"Santa Monica" Everclear, who seemed more Green Day than "A.M. Radio" at the time, and I also witnessed Tool before AEnima was even a pipe dream. "Sweat", "Prison Sex", and "Sober" were the only songs I knew. After being wrecked in the moshpit alongside Kevin Loura, Luke Bisi, Steve, Joey, and the rest of my Anarchy friends, I decided to sit in the stands, so I could enjoy Primus with all of my attention.
As I sat down, I noticed this really, REALLY cute girl sitting next to me. She was with others, so I simply smiled. She smiled back, and even introduced herself. It was instant attraction. We talked during Primus, we talked after Primus, we even exchanged phone numbers. Once we both got to our respective homes after the show, we talked on the phone until 6A.M., which was when we decided we should date. Since she lived in Foster City at the time, we couldn't see one another, but nearly every night for six months, we talked on the phone.
The second time we ever met was in mid-June, the day after Mount Eden finished up it's schoolyear. I took a bus over the San Mateo Bridge into Foster City, and we met up at the mall. She showed me around, we took in a movie, we walked to her house, and...well, you can imagine what happened next. We only met once more after that, three days later, but the summer caused us t odrift apart. Just before the school year, she called and said we could no longer be together, due to our conflicting school schedules. I understood, but I couldn't say that I wasn't sad about it.
Soon after, we lost touch with one another, and for 12 long years, I never sopke to her. Now, I can't seem to get her out of my mind. She liked the music I did (Primus and Manson, etc.), which is always Priority #1 in my book, she was drop-dead gorgeous (Priority 2), and she really knew how to be passionate (I wish I could say the same about my 15-year-old self, but as Crystal would agree to, I'm wasn't exactly Don Juan). She was, and is, my ideal girl, and until Beverly came and went, the standard on which I judged all of my relationships.
Now, why post this? Why air 12-year laundry out in the open? Simply put, I would like to find her again. I tried to find her on my own, but to no avail, I was unsuccessful. Hopefully, if my friends could assist, I could have a better chance. do I wish to reconnect with her? Of course. Our love of similar music, our taste in cartoons - The Critic, in paticular - she was one of my best friends, and I never like to lose friends. Do I still love her? Well, that's a tough one to call.
So, if anyone could help, I would really appreciate it. If you don't directly know her, please pass this along to whomever is on your Friends List. If they don't know, please tell them how much finding he rmeans to me, and have them pass this no to their Friends List, and so on. I really would like to speak with her again. This is what I remember of her:
TIFFANY WELLS (26-28 y.o., lived in Foster City in 1996)
If smoeone knows or finds Tiffany, please tell her to contact me. Either on MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/overtureorobituar
A long time coming, I know. Not like anyone reads these anyway. Just to be on the safe side, my LJ I never update, my website I hardly ever update, and the MySpace some could consider being updated on a marginally-regular basis will carry this message. That should ensure a wide range of availability.
First off, fuck Indiana, and 99.9% of the people in it. THERE! That cleared some air. A lot of you know what happened between Shawna and I, but to others, this is the short-version: Shawna wanted me to be the typical "husband", while I don't think I'll ever change out of the atypical "slacker" I've been. She should've known this beforehand, since I always played Diablo II online when I talked to her and only cared about metal and WWE. Some people can change, but hardly anyone calls me an asshole to my face, unless I do something incredibly asinine to deserve it. I guess that means I must be a somewhat stand up guy. She just wanted someone she could mold to fit her needs, instead of either changing a bit of herself or just accepting me for who I was. Relationships are 50/50, compromises need to be made, and in the end, she didn't compromise a thing.
Next, I'm back in California, but I have no real way of being on the internet regularly. I have a computer, but it won't seem to accept an internet connection. I need to figure out the reason why, and once I do, I should be on much more regularly. Especially since Sizzler only sees it fitting for me to work two days a week, five hours a day. Bastards. In any case, I intend to come back in a big capacity, just as soon as I figure out how to get a computer I can play on indefinitely.
Now that the importances are out of the way, time for the trivial. I am INSANELY addicted to Rock Band. Thank/blame James Anger for that. I’ll assume anyone who listens to music or plays videogames knows what Rock Band is, so I'll skip the intro to it. I played this game on the Xbox 360 at James' house during my Hayward excursion, and I must say, heroin-like addiction followed. All I have is a PS2, but luckily, the version for that out-moded system is only $100. I'm still no guitar god, and apparently, so much death-metal mimicking has ruined my natural singing voice, but I am becoming quite the dynamo on drums. I consistently get 95+% on any song on Normal, am working my way up into Hard, and can actually pass numerous Expert songs. Of course, they're all stuff like "I Think I'm Paranoid", "Creep", and "Say It Ain't So", but it still counts, dammit!
I'm actually taking a break from RB at the moment, though. See, I recently obtained an old PlayStationOne memory card, so now I can play all my old favorite PS1 games all over again: Final Fantasy Tactics, Resident Evil 2, and of course, the immortal classic, Final Fantasy VII. I'm just to the part where Aerith is about to eat the big, sword-shaped, metal-chimichanga. I like Aerith's soft-spoken demeanor and tranquil grace, but I've always been a Tifa-man, myself.
On to music. Nothing new has typically tickled my fancy, but only because I don't have the internet on a regular basis. Serj Tankian, Scars on Broadway, and some new Disturbed are pretty good, I've recently discovered a band named The Birthday Massacre and a song entitled "Red Stars" that kicks the ass out of anything else on the radio oat the moment - that is, until Marilyn Manson's next opus is released. Yes, I enjoyed "Eat Me, Drink Me", but the news that Tim Skold is out (sadness ensues) and Jerodie "Twiggy Ramirez" White is back in (WTF?!? Sweetness times 9!) ensures that the next MM disc - which is reported to begin the recording process by year's end - is going to be a second coming of the "Superstar". I can't friggin' wait.
Next, I just saw "Beside You In Time", the Nine Inch Nails DVD about the "With Teeth" tour. I’ve heard everything on PHM, Broken, and Spiral, but only heard sporadic Fragile tracks, hardly any With Teeth, plus nothing from Year Zero, Ghosts I-IV, or even the just-released The Slip. However, I have to say, I thoroughly enjoyed the entire DVD. Even though it was showed on MHD, a channel that doesn't exactly have the best stereo output. Most of the guitar work and backing vocals were drowned out for the first 60% of the show. They're playing September 5th in Oakland. Let me repeat to my Bay Area friends...NINE INCH NAILS IS PLAYING THE ORACLE ARENA ON SEPTEMBER 5TH! I'm going to try like hell to make this show. I passed on Slayer/Manson last year, and I hate myself for it. Never will I consciously pass up a blockbuster show again. Since I've seen Primus, Tool, Deftones, KoRn, Orgy, Rammstein, Marilyn Manson, Cradle of Filth, and most recently Slipknot - whom were fucking amazing live - all I need to really see live is NIN, then I can call my concert viewings complete.
I do believe I've said all I need to say in this string of thoughts. There should be more when I think of it. This was definitely a lot, and I hope it answers a lot of questions you may have about the Wicked One. Enjoy, and see you all sooner than you might want to.
P.S. - Daniel, enjoy Humboldt County, the Corps, and the remainder of your years. You shall be missed, my SJC compadre.