A few weeks ago i got an e-mail from another AOL user wondering if i was the girl she met at a Chamber Music Festival in Tennessee a few weeks ago (she had a question about the chin rests).
A couple nights ago i got IMed by a 31-year-old woman regarding my website. She was interested in chatting, but not after she found out i was 19, because we wouldn’t have much in common. I resented this, but i understand.
What prompted this entry, though, was an IM from “Jiva my Niva.”
Jiva my Niva: u play the violin?
His name’s Joe. (We won’t get into how i already have too many Joes in my life.) He’s a 20-year-old student at New England Tech for Video and Radio Productions, from Smithfield, RI, looking for a violin player for his band.
The distance thing makes it a no go for me, plus the fact that thy have a regular gig every Wednesday night and next semester i have crazy busy Thursdays.
Jiva my Niva: mugshots every wed night
Jiva my Niva: 944 manton ave
Jiva my Niva: call the bar 1st though b4 u go bc we might be movin our gigs to a bigger place soon
Jiva my Niva: its called sal's in johnston, ri
Jiva my Niva: just so u know if ur really interested
Jiva my Niva: u can be our 1st long distance fan...lol
Is it wrong that i not only totally wanna go to a gig but that it makes me sad that i can’t be in their band?