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I hate Whole Foods Market. It sucks, and I shall never shop there. Why? Well, I'll get to that down the line, if anyone cares, for now lets just be frank about a nice new style Dylan checked into:

Shows/Clubbing/SMOKEY PLACES.

Well, thats how I'd describe the Black Cat- DC's very popular underground rocker show place. I'm new at this type of thing, so give me a break.

Sam and I journeyed to the land of Oz (DC) trying to follow 14th ******** Road, or possibly T? We got sooooo confused it took us forever to get there. When we finally found the Cat, after hours of combing DC I might add, I parked in the last place I could find: Whole Foods Market.

We went into the club, and promptly found Jill, Judy, and Gabe, who should appreciate ME more for finding SAM (nah, don't worry about it, you guys are grrrrreat), and so began a very loud...well it was a loud night.

First and foremost let me explain I have no idea which group fits into which category of music. So I'll make my own:

The Ready Set Go's- Nice Vocalism But I Can't Understand A ******** Word You Are Saying Man, With Sexy Guitarist (Woman's Point of View) That Rocks The Joint.

They were pretty damn swell, to say the least.

The Goons- Louder That Probably Any Band On Earth (At Least Those That I Have Heard) And Blew Out My Ear Drums While Being Suitable For Extreme Death Moshing (no not death raving).

They were cool...but I got a headache. I'm not used to it yet.

The Shakedowns- What The ******** Were These Guys About Again? Best Stage Presence Interrupted Only By A Drunk ******** Stage Diver Who Nearly Killed Me.

I thought they were ok, but they didn't do much for me, I was kinda tired and annoyed by then. Apparently, going to a place like that is NOT a way to meet ladies OR gentlemen. Its just...LOUD. Anywho, Sam enjoys himself, and I'm really happy about that, and I had some fun most of the night too (NEVER BRING LEATHER JACKET AGAIN UGGGGH). But by the end something pissed me off.

The Stage Diver. ******** a*****e. He jumps off and hits this really cute girl who was dancing nearly hip to hip with me. Or moshing or whatever the hell it is but in any case, HE NEARLY KILLED HER. I was so pissed. I wanted to kick his a** but I didn't...of course I didn't. I just couldn't. I mean, I didn't want to get thrown out and black listed. I wanted him to. So I helped identify him best I could, but whatever. I'm no hero. I just hate villains. And that sir, is a villain! Well, point is I saw him outside, confronted him about it pretty non-violently, and some friend of his says, you know what he says?

"Oh, don't worry, its ok, I know the chick, just leave it alone."

WHAT A ******** a*****e! First off, thats just not the point, and SECONDLY and most importantly, if you KNOW someone who most likely just got a concussion and you care enough to the point where its ok you nearly killed her, why the HELL Aren't you staying and helping her or making sure she's ok? Goddamn, are all friends so ruthless? Or was this guy just lying? I mean, There were 3 of them so at that point I wouldn't have done anything, gotta know when to back down, but damn, thats just foul.

So then me and Sam walk back in the cold to Whole Foods Market. It was CLOSED. I should have realized it before hand, but I was in too much of a rush to leave. So some security guard is sitting in the store, lights on, doing nothing really. I ask him if I can get my car back, please. He says no. He HAS THE KEYS. So instead of helping out a stranded, cold, and pissed off kid, you know what he does? YOU KNOW WHAT HE DOES? He sends out some a*****e black guy who actually asks us for a "Benjamin" (that's 100 dollars for everyone not David) to let me get my car. I'm a 17 year old in DC, what the ******** would I be doing with 100 dollars? Shopping for prostitutes maybe...but I haven't reached that desperation point yet lol.

So I threaten to kick the guy's a**, and he's not afraid of me and I'm not afraid of him. I'm not. (You know I wouldn't be, Dave, too ******** crazy for my own good, right?) But of course he goes into DC Boxing Stance (From what I can tell) and says he'll kick my cracka a**. Well, we exchange verbal blows, me pissing him off to the point that the security guard has to hold him back, (God, at least I can do something right), and then it just grows pretty quiet. Sam's calling Jill, cause he's the calmer, trying to figure things out. And in the end, I don't get my car back, and have to ride the metro home, where Gabe picks me and Sam up, and then back the next morning to get it. Thank God that guy didn't key up my ride. I'd have burned the ******** to the ground. Thus- I hate Whole Foods.

Why would a fat security guard with one eye be working at a healthfood store anyways?!

End.

P.S. I really did have fun though. I enjoyed myself. Just wish I could find some chick to really rebound with. This whole me being stuck is getting me pissed off. But I'm not going to hate. That is not worth it. At all. I'm sorry for the things I've done