ALL FIRED UP
Harm comes home to her computer and finds a CD wif Sum41 Live performances. She is in love with them and she thinks she won't mind if she has to manage them (but she won't shag any one of them). She just got back from meeting her Lurp and Lurp hasn't change alot. Only Lurp's now happily in love. Oh well good things juz don't come to some.
Harm's wondering how she'll survive the jamming tomorrow. It's been a hell long time since she sat in DF's jamming. She can't see herself enduring seeing the drummer half dressed, trying to cop Travis Baker's style. It's juz too...well...feeling feeling. Already she can't take her own pathetic-ness, she can't bear to witness another's pathetic-ness. She is still optimistic about her T-shirt designs (THANK YOU KENNY TANSERI AND DINOSAUR FOR YOUR MUCH NEEDED POSITIVE COMMENTS).
She is trying to tell herself that sometimes in life you gotta do something you'd rather not do juz to get the job done. She realises that she's becoming more like her boss day by day. She is especially short-tempered and impatient these days with retards. And she is agitated right at this minute because the organizer cannot make it tomorrow for the jamming.
SO! It looks like she has to record their jamming, meaning she probably has to sit in through out the 1 hour that they've booked the jamming room. Cheering herself up by telling herself Da is going to be with her (THANK YOU TO DA YOU'VE PROVE TO BE AN INVALUEABLE FRIEND). She is not going through it alone. Now her mind is back to Sum41's live performances. She regrets not blowing her money on their concert. They are a good band. She's still amused over their Hell Song video. True, it looks mondo budget but there's something about the video that reminds her of her heros' Intergalactic video. It proves an important point in setting up business: people get creative when money's tight. Though the end product may be crass, it screams originality. And you can never go wrong with originality.