Friday, Mar. 12, 2004 | 12:35 PM

So Delusions of Grandeur actually was a band�a Boston band at that. FUCK!!!!

I hate thinking up band names. No one can agree on anything. And when there is something that everyone admits doesn�t totally suck, it�s either 1) taken or 2) not exciting enough for everyone to commit to. We spent three hours last night throwing out phrases, literary terms, names of songs that could be band names. Still, nothing. Meanwhile, we have a show on April 10th to promote and two more possible ones on the way. And still no goddamned motherfucking name. It�s like were� waiting for the name to magically appear before us like some kind of religious talisman. It�s really stressing me out.

There�s something about having a name that provides your band with a real core identity�just like people take on certain attributes of the name their parents bestow upon them, so does a band become its moniker. We still have no identity and our show is less than a month away.

Here are possibilities

Xurbia

Waterloo Sunset

Waterloo Station

Strangewic

Blue Moon Special

The Holy Thursdays

Starry Dyanamo

Also, we weren�t able to load in to our space last night because jackass mcgee who said he was going to give us our key failed to call me back. I am very cranky about this because it means I have to load in tonight.

Monday is my birthday and tonight I�m doing bullshit band stuff, tomorrow I have rehearsal all day (though Matt is coming over in the evening which is good), and Sunday I have practice and I HAVE TO do laundry and go grocery shopping. Monday I have to work and then rehearse.

Blah.

Plus, I feel like nobody cares that it�s my birthday. Angus hasn�t even mentioned anything about it.

And I�m fucking exhausted.

Boo.

And I hate the right wing religious fuckwits that are ruining this country but I can't even go into that right now.