I'm John Cusack

So, last night I went to a concert with a boy I met at Wild Mustang's last weekend. The concert wasn't actually his idea. His female friend was in love with this band called "Mates of State", a married couple who pay keyboard and drums together. As you can imagine, it was quite hipster. Thus, since this boy was getting dragged along, he though he'd spread the misery to me. Actually, the performance wasn't all that bad. Their voices were okay and they played their instruments well. It was just the music. Ugh. Whimsical nonsensical words strung together on top of hipster keyboard organ and drums, on top of the fact that you can't actually hear the lyrics half the time equals I don't know what the fuck you're singing about and I hate the beat. The only good thing about was drinking and watching hipster white people hop awkwardly about in attempt to dance. Oh, and watching straight guys in impossibly tight pants with those scarves that are popular trying to pick up drunk hipsterettes. People call gay folks stereotypical, but god damn I called every person in that place before we even got there.

At one point in the evening, this female friend said to me, "Do you know who you look like? You look like John Cusack."

Ladies and Gentlemen...that is a new one I haven't heard. At first, I didn't know how to take it. She assured me that if I were straight, that little fact could get me laid left and right. I'm still a little disturbed by it. John Cusack? The guy from "Say Anything"? (Ls and Gs, the "Say Anything"? is a perfect example of a rule of grammar long forgotten. If the content within the quotations does not contain a complete thought or sentence or verb, punctuation goes outside the quotation mark, not inside.)

In my search for John Cusack picture, I found the two above. The first is a more recent photo. The second is a much younger John Cusack, who even though I supposedly look like him, he looks like Shia LeBouf. Odd.