Music and Concerts: December 2007 Archives

It's been a while since I've posted as usual. I think that not much happens in my life which is why I can't seem to get it up to write an entry every day. But I guess that's my own fault as I don't put myself out there in the world like I should.

Anyway, went to see Tool at The Nokia Theater on Monday. It was an awesome fucking show; much better than the one I saw at The Staples Center back in September of 2006 which was the first time I had ever seen Tool. My sister bought tickets for my birthday that year and since Tool is one of my favorite bands, I was stoked.

We had better seats this time and Nokia is a smaller theater which houses about 8,000 people so it was way civilized, plus I had money this time (as I have a much better job) which always seems to make things more enjoyable even if you don't spend much of it.

I do have to say that Tool is just an incredible band. They're as close to purity in music as you can get. There's no pretence of ulterior motives to what they do. They just want to make music that is meaningful without being pussy about it and that deserves respect.

They've been around forever so I can't really add them to music section, but I may still upload some of my favorite Tool songs as people who haven't heard of them (which is insane because they're famous) can check them out if they're so inclined.

As far as the lackluster droll of my life goes, I'm getting really irritated with people's expectations of how I'm supposed to handle my diagnosis of diabetes.

In fact, I'm sick of writing about it and more sick of talking about it, but my family seems to think that I'm blowing the whole thing off (which I am not) and being an incompliant patient and that shit is so untrue. I take my fucking medication and I am very aware of my medical condition; I can't fucking avoid it, but I'm not going to let it define me as a person. I'm not going to fucking walk around with a stamp on my forehead saying type 2 diabetes and I'm not going to walk up to every person I meet on the street and say, "Hi, my name is Tiffany and I have type 2 diabetes." People don't need to know my business unless I tell them that shit and I'm not going to walk around with some badge of shame because of it. For a year I was sick without knowing it and managed to go to work and live my life. Yes, I've made changes and need to make more, but I'm not a fucking cripple and I'm not going to let people talk to me like I'm a child and treat me as if I can't wipe my own ass.

Of course, my mother in particular, thinks I'm being completely irrational about the whole thing and I should just shut my mouth and be pathetic, but that's always been our problem. She doesn't know how to get the fuck out of my business and let my handle my shit on my own. Why is it so hard for her to understand that she needs to BACK OFF?

*Holds hand up dismissively* don't try and answer that. I know you don't know I'm just throwing the rhetorical question out there... It's just very frustrating.

Hmm, I've sat here and written a venomous rant on my blog but it hasn't changed my situation. I still have the same problem I had ten minutes ago, but I have to remind myself that that really isn't the point of this blog anyway.

Just typing out my issues isn't going to solve my problems. However, it DOES help me become aware of them and at least plant the seed of solution in my head.