2003-07-29 - 7:49 p.m.
I went out with the singer. Dude is broke and really tattoed. I bought him coffee. Like I am some Moneybags or something. He kept looking at my lips. He has had so many girlfriends, one of those people--only 27 and all of his songs are true, about being a surrogate dad to someone's little girl, about being left and about being so in love and about having some couple sex. His voice in speaking is kind of nasal, but then in singing it gives me the chills. I'm sure he's slept around casually too, but my point is that the guy has had so many girlfriends. My ex-girlfriend this, my ex-girlfriend that. Though he makes me nervous and the idea of how he writes about his life and almost exclusively about love (all of his songs are addressed to different "you"'s--I'm so in love with you, etc), and I've had a long-standing groupie crush on him for the past year, I really liked being around him. I had a vision of how we would think the other was really funny and never leave the house and have lots of sex but moreover, get along really well. I am of course jumping the gun as I do. But I never like people, strangers especially. I mean, to meet someone you just barely know spontaneously for a 2 hour lunch where he doesn't eat and you do, and he tells you about his Christian Missionary Texas family and his new guitarist and you tell him about whatever, your roommate and how your parents met and fell in love--to have one of those be really fun and you don't want to leave, that's unusual. I don't even think he's good-looking. He is kind of strange-looking and too pale, he doesn't seem especially healthy. but he doesn't smoke or drink really. He's a bit too skinny, like everyone I end up going out with. But for some reason I just liked liked liked sitting next to him and being kind of awkward. I could've done it all day. (I had to get back to work.)
And then I was really happy all day afterwards. We are supposed to meet up again, we might go to a comedy show. Or a bar. I would kiss him, for sure. He has expressive pale hands, kind of fucked up from guitar playing. But I still feel like maybe he should just be my friend, i like his company so much. But he's a self-involved lead singer, talking too much about the band and kind of complaining about other musicians, resenting them. Famous ones who i like, and he knows, like Ryan Adams. He's not mellow like i want he love of my life to be, or book smart.
Anyway, here's a joke. But the delivery makes the joke and it's not going to come out funny.
How many lead singers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
One, and the whole world just revolves around him.
Ha ha.
