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Friday, 17 March 2006 |
the smiths turn down 5 million dollars to reunite cuz its not about the money.
i wish it was.
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Sunday, 12 March 2006 |
back from trip part 1. unpacked, just in time to repack tuesday for trip 2. i dont especially like living out of a suitcase...but i do especially like spending time in real cities. we didnt spend a whole lotta time in baltimore cuz we stopped at the awesomest mall ever in tysons corner in mcclean, va.... spent way too much money at urban outfitters but got some good deals....and discovered the joys of h&m...the concert was good...the sound was a little off but the damnwells delivered, as I expected. we called it a night after the concert...didnt want to do too much walking around in baltimore at night, it was a little shady.
chris was dying for crab cakes, so we had lunch in baltimore early saturday and then did the hour drive to d.c. our hotel was like 3 blocks from the white house. i took an hour nap and chris walked around and looked at monuments...i met up with him at the washington monument, we walked all around the mall, stopped in the smithsonian air and space museum, then to the capitol, then found a tex mex place for dinner where lots of people were wearing pistons jerseys cuz the mci center was right down the street and they were in town playing the wizards. we walked and walked and walked...went out for some dessert and were in bed by 10:30. all that walking wears you out. checked out georgetown today...its a gourgeous neighborhood. i get all kinds of 'why the hell don't i live somewhere like here' feelings when im in a 'real' city. then i remember how expensive it is and that pretty much answers my question. post georgetown we hopped in the car and drove the 5ish hours back home. i think im probably gonna cry when i get my next credit card bill, but it was totally worth it.
pictures to come.
looking forward to trent tuesday.
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Thursday, 09 March 2006 |
chris and i are off for a weekend of fun first thing tomorrow morning. baltimore tomorrow night to see the damnwells/augustana... i just found out it is a co-headlining show, which is cool cuz originally i thought the damnwells were just opening. then its a quick drive to d.c. on saturday where we'll walk around alot and look at statues of dead presidents.
we'll drive back home on sunday, regular work day monday, then its off to richmond, va tuesday for trent and company. our weather here is awesome...its gonna be 75 again tomorrow and 80+ till at least monday. ive been in flip-flops the last 2 days.
in other good news aut is coming to visit at the end of april!!!!
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Thursday, 02 March 2006 |
high of 82 degrees in fayetteville today!!!
unfortunately, during what have been the 3 nicest days of the year so far, ive been sick sick sick sick laying on the couch wanting to die. started off as fever, chills, shakes, shivers, sore throat, sneezing coughing. turned into vomiting on the hour, every hour starting this morning at 430 am. ive been in the clear for a couple hours now and have managed to keep down a piece of toast, but seriously? what the hell. how does this happen? what next? malaria? dysentry? sars?
anybody know what dr. kevorkians up to? hes not still in the slammer is he?
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Monday, 27 February 2006 |
sometimes weeks and weeks go by and i dont miss home. i get to talk to my family on the phone all the time and keep up with what everyones doing via the internet. and its gonna be in the mid seventies here in the next couple days, so there are definite benifits to living here. and i more or less like my job. and we finally have a couple good friends here. but its nights like tonight, when i wonder what the hell im doing out here in fayetteville north carolina of all god forsaken places and why the hell am i not at the stupid magic bag, a venue i dont even really like all that much, seeing rob dickinson live with all my friends.
tonight i miss everything about home. from mile roads to potholes to salt stained cars, to hot and sour thai soup from my favorite ferndale joint, to national coney island greek pitas at 2am, to metal chips in my shoes from hanging out at my dads work, to shopping with my mom and sister, to game nights with friends, to holidays with my big giant awesome extended family, to knowing you're no more than 1/2 hour away from the people you love and who love you right back.
but my friends are awesome for calling and sharing the show and sending me pictures and hopefully ill wake up tomorrow and the sun will be shining and i wont be so freaked out that im so far away from home.
EDIT 12:36am
i got stuck in a moment and i couldnt get out of it. for like a 1/2 hour. im out now. but a greek pita does sound awfully good right now.
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Saturday, 25 February 2006 |
at home blogging on a saturday night. lame-o. actually just taking a quick break from cleaning...im hosting a baby shower tomorrow for my friend kim...so things have got to be pretty. dont want other people to know that normally we live like total slobs.
i think im cursed. turns out that rob dickinson is no longer playing the club in baltimore the weekend were there. which is half the reason we were going. and we already have damnwells tickets for friday night. it just seems kinda stupid to me to drive 5 hours in each direction to see an opening band. anybody know anything about these augustana characters who are headlining? we do have a couple options. we could drive 9 hours to see rob on friday night in brooklyn, and then catch the damnwells somewhere in pennsylvania i think on saturday night. or we could do the damnwells still on friday and drive to atlantic city and see nine inch nails on saturday. but we're seeing them on tuesday too. or we could drive to dc and do some sightseeing and shopping, which is probably the most likely plan of action. but now i dont get to see rob and im mad.
so to all my detroiter friends going to the show on monday and pretty please take lots of pictures and dont forget any of the details....
and the bad luck continues: i got a summons for jury duty in the mail today for the end of april.
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Sunday, 19 February 2006 |
after 26 years of flying under the radar, my left hand is finally being called upon to earn its keep, you know, do its part, and its not happy about it AT ALL. its like asking a guy who's 26 who still lives in his parents basement to start doing his own laundry. its gonna be ugly. whites get dyed red, sweaters shrink down to the size of barbie dolls...and you're lucky if the house doesn't burn down because he forgets to clean out the lint trap.
my wrist aches, my fingertips hurt, and my stupid pinkie has a mind all of its own. yes, 10 days into my guitar playing venture i have to say that this is WAY harder than i ever expected. i'd like to think that if my hands were a little bit bigger i wouldnt be having quite the hard time i'm having now, but thats probably just makes a difficult task just a teeny bit harder.
something else ive realized is that its been a really long time since ive had to, or tried to, learn anything completely from scratch, and ive found that i dont really like the feeling of being horrible at something. at all. even if im just starting out.
but i guess thats all the more motivation to practice practice practice and ultimately suck a little less every day.
this week i learned g, c and f. f is what i like to call the impossible chord and where bigger hands would most definitely be a bonus. and with this new 'arsenal' of chords ill eventually be able to play at least part of 'sweet child o' mine', which could not be any cooler. i mean, i still can't transition btwn chords worth a crap, but when the day comes (you know, like in the next week or so)that will be the first song i really try to learn to play. cuz you have the cool rockin gnr version, and then the lullaby luna version.
this also makes me think that when the weather gets nicer i should try 'learning' something else...running. give it another try. at least there ive got the basics down, one foot in front of the other...ill just have to find a way to get over my hatred for it first.
oh yeah, if you havent heard yet, chris got fired on friday.no, no, its ok. its actually a good thing.
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