WHEW!

Sorry about my temporary absence from the internets…but the fit hit the shan!

First of all, let me just say, THE FLAMING LIPS ARE AMAZING! They played a free show in Dundas Square on Saturday night that left 20,000 people in childlike awe and full of joy! The band walked out onto the stage through a giant glowing vagina, then Wayne Coyne crowd surfed in a see-through hamster ball, while the crowd was bathed in confetti and balloons, before Coyne shot lasers from his hands at a disco ball.

So a pretty average Flaming Lips concert.

I had an amazing time of course, and so did Kumar (who had never seen them before!). But the weirdness came just after the concert when we bumped into my friend Roy. (aka Krusty) Me and Kumar talked to him for a couple minutes, but then I made an excuse for us to leave because Roy was COLD AS ICE.

Me and Kumar got food after the show, and then called it a night…but there was definitely a little damper on the evening after seeing Roy.

“What gives, Roy?” – I asked myself

Anyways, the next day I called Roy to see how he liked the concert, and also to see if I could find out why he had been acting weird. WELL, he got pretty silent for a few moments…and then he told me that he’s not totally “over” me yet! Aww jeez. This really sucked for both of us (and made me feel especially shitty), so I told him that maybe we shouldn’t hang out anymore, but that he can call me anytime in the future when these feelings are gone and we can hang out as friends again. It really sucks…but I think it’s for the best.

AND I AM NOT TELLING GUY. I really don’t want to hear “I told you so” right now. I really don’t.