when venturing in uptown, i sometimes honestly feel as if everyone there could break into a song and dance down the streets. saturday night, after my lovely uncle's surprise 50th birthday party (i love my family!) heather and i went to the uptown bar to catch the spirt of '76. that band is hands down one of the best minneapolis bands around. i have gone to many shows in the past and forgot how much i love them. doug, the lead singer, wails. frickin wails. not only is the music flawless, but doug acts like he is on acid (although he is not). he is a jim morrison replica. he rolls around on the ground. lies on equipment. jumps into the crowd. is anything but boring. every lead singer needs to take a few notes from him on how it is done. before they went on, lydia joined us. and we all marveled at the strange collection of people roaming the streets. heather and i also had an interesting run-in before the show. and i saw a robot ballerina walking her dog (i swear it). it was also awesome because right when we got our drinks and went to the patio, the spirit guys told us to pull up seats and we all chatted for a long while. on the walk home heather and i were bombarded with yelling and cheering from many people who apparently were partying on top of a billboard (what!?). yeah. oh, uptown. how you astound me at times.
i cannot wait, however, for the fineline show on the 5th with this world fair, barcelona, the spirit of '76 and the wannabe hasbeens. holy amazing! that show will be stellar. my parents, their friends, my sister, kelsey, us girls, and everyone i know is going to be there. it cannot be missed. if you love good music you will be there. if you love nickleback and hinder, however, you should probably save yourself the trouble and stay home with your beers and nascar. haha.
earlier this week i hung with the girls, dan, steven, gremlin, cherise, etc... at the fineline for a quick set from the wannabe hasbeens, as they were finishing up their battle of the bands thang. it was good to see everyone, and beforehand i stopped into the 50 records office next door with dan to show him how sweet the place is. i said hi to all my lovely co-workers. i miss them already. after the show, dagger and slayer went with mike minehart up to st. cloud to catch the readygoes set, while i went to hang with jp for a few hours and watch a movie and eat some pizza. eventually i went home and crashed because we had had a swimming fieldtrip at work that day, and those really drain me.
what else... i think that's about it for now. more later. <3
Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
honey, you're a sight for adverted eyes.
i think it is extremely interesting how insecure and obsessive people can be. now, at times, we all can be as such. absolutely. but several years of it, with a specific focus, is a different story. i hope that you find yourself and one day are able to stop measuring your life up to mine (or anyone else's) in hopes of validation. you are okay in your own realm, although, after having a taste of it, i would never choose the type of life that you currently lead.
find a mindset that better suits you. jealousy boasts a weary rag, my dear.
find a mindset that better suits you. jealousy boasts a weary rag, my dear.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
if this is all we have, then this is all i need.
so. the past week has lifted my spirits so very much. it is hard to describe all of it here, as it is too good for words, and words could never do it justice.
thursday the triple threat went out with mike minehart (minneapolis photographer) for a photoshoot around downtown (see pictures in previous post). i love mike's work, and it was awesome that he offered to do the shoot for free. i am really glad i have gotten to know him so well over the past years, he really knows his stuff! that night included: a lot of walking, saying hi to gremlin at the fineline, no air conditioning at the ugly mug, shots of applesause, drinks, people wanting free pictures, running into kelsey who did not have her purse on her, mike saving her and driving her home. good times!
then friday heather's dad has two tickets for the minnesota twins game. we went and were shocked to have such great seats--third row from the field. we felt like we were going to get our heads smashed in by every other ball! it was fun pretending to be normal americans who liked baseball, though, and we attempted to cheer along to all of the traditional songs (really i just made sounds that resembled the chants and made the arm movements).
saturday was the big graduation party. every single person i loved was there (except mo however), and it was the best party i could have had. honestly. we started off the night with family and friends, and the blark crew hung in the corner of my yard as to not "embarrass my family" which was not an issue in my mind. eventually the family started to leave and the friends, the fam and i were left with a lot of fun, a bonfire, a swimming pool, and a whole lot of alcohol. even my mother partook heavily which is unusual for her. dan made applesauce shots. i ran around talking to everyone. kalgren got hung on by all of the girls in attendance. annamarie and keith chummed it up with my friends. many people stripped and entered the pool throughout the night. dan kept the fire stoked. lydia tried to maintain her balance as we shouted "keep her away from the elements! no fire! no water!" this did not help much, however, as she tried to swim several times regardless. luckily she broke no bones, although we were worried several times during the night that we would have to trek to the hospital for her. halfway through the night i sent out murphy and my sister to go grab justin from downtown, as he is carless. i demanded he come, and to my surprise he did! i am really proud that he stepped out of his comfort zone and hung out. everyone thought he was a breath of fresh air to our group, and i could tell by the end of the night that he felt pretty comfortable with everyone. i am glad he got to meet the people who make me, and they got to meet him. good times, except when he tried to blow us up at one point. haha. long story. eventually we all called it a night. some left. some stayed in tents. some on couches, beds, and chairs inside. in the morning we all woke up, drank some coffee, ate some cake and went on our way. i drove a few of the guys home, but i could have kidnapped them forever, because i love them all that much. the night could NOT have been better. no way.
recently i became this world fair's press contact, and will be handling their press and some of their promo tasks. i even have my own e-mail address with them! it is good to finally officially be working for them, and officially be apart of what they are doing. quite exciting. i am currently writing some press releases and promo material for them.
work has been great. we had one gash in the forehead of a kid, but other than that i have been loving to work hard. i think i am doing a pretty good job, and i realize that responsibility suits me.
that's all for now.
<3
thursday the triple threat went out with mike minehart (minneapolis photographer) for a photoshoot around downtown (see pictures in previous post). i love mike's work, and it was awesome that he offered to do the shoot for free. i am really glad i have gotten to know him so well over the past years, he really knows his stuff! that night included: a lot of walking, saying hi to gremlin at the fineline, no air conditioning at the ugly mug, shots of applesause, drinks, people wanting free pictures, running into kelsey who did not have her purse on her, mike saving her and driving her home. good times!
then friday heather's dad has two tickets for the minnesota twins game. we went and were shocked to have such great seats--third row from the field. we felt like we were going to get our heads smashed in by every other ball! it was fun pretending to be normal americans who liked baseball, though, and we attempted to cheer along to all of the traditional songs (really i just made sounds that resembled the chants and made the arm movements).
saturday was the big graduation party. every single person i loved was there (except mo however), and it was the best party i could have had. honestly. we started off the night with family and friends, and the blark crew hung in the corner of my yard as to not "embarrass my family" which was not an issue in my mind. eventually the family started to leave and the friends, the fam and i were left with a lot of fun, a bonfire, a swimming pool, and a whole lot of alcohol. even my mother partook heavily which is unusual for her. dan made applesauce shots. i ran around talking to everyone. kalgren got hung on by all of the girls in attendance. annamarie and keith chummed it up with my friends. many people stripped and entered the pool throughout the night. dan kept the fire stoked. lydia tried to maintain her balance as we shouted "keep her away from the elements! no fire! no water!" this did not help much, however, as she tried to swim several times regardless. luckily she broke no bones, although we were worried several times during the night that we would have to trek to the hospital for her. halfway through the night i sent out murphy and my sister to go grab justin from downtown, as he is carless. i demanded he come, and to my surprise he did! i am really proud that he stepped out of his comfort zone and hung out. everyone thought he was a breath of fresh air to our group, and i could tell by the end of the night that he felt pretty comfortable with everyone. i am glad he got to meet the people who make me, and they got to meet him. good times, except when he tried to blow us up at one point. haha. long story. eventually we all called it a night. some left. some stayed in tents. some on couches, beds, and chairs inside. in the morning we all woke up, drank some coffee, ate some cake and went on our way. i drove a few of the guys home, but i could have kidnapped them forever, because i love them all that much. the night could NOT have been better. no way.
recently i became this world fair's press contact, and will be handling their press and some of their promo tasks. i even have my own e-mail address with them! it is good to finally officially be working for them, and officially be apart of what they are doing. quite exciting. i am currently writing some press releases and promo material for them.
work has been great. we had one gash in the forehead of a kid, but other than that i have been loving to work hard. i think i am doing a pretty good job, and i realize that responsibility suits me.
that's all for now.
<3
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
i'm on your floor, the second floor.
oh my. i need to keep up with this because i have to post long ass posts about all of the craziness and good times i have had already this summer. hereitgoes.
us girls were persuaded by the promise of ice cream by mo and derek to go to the battle of the bands in burnsville where three of our friends were duking it out to win a spot to open at the basillica block party to open for my friends augustana (who jen introed me to a few years ago). nathan miller band was first, the wannabe hasbeens was next, and roster mccabe was last. we arrived (after crappy mapquest directions) and were greeted immedietly by mo and derek who informed us that they bought ice cream and cones for us girls specifically. aw. right then i was inclined to vote for wannabe hasbeens, even though the bands they were against are also my friends. anyway, many of our friends ended up showing up (dan, murphy, gloria, mike minehart with camera in tow, my friend jeff from college who was supporting roster, steven, gremlin, eckum). heather and lydia had both snuck bottles of jag into their purses and throughout the night we slipped into the bathrooms to take swigs. bad idea. ha. wannabes had a huge turn out and played a lot of new songs that were really appealing to the masses and ended up winning the vote (we found out later). during their set we danced and sang up front, mike took pictures, and cherise and i even had a good chat. i like when things can be good and happy with everyone. the rest of the night is blurry. between ice cream, shots of jag, captain cokes, a nasty tequila shot, a trip to the men's bathroom to have girl talk with mo and mike, stealing of hats, and me throwing up behind a bush, we left extremely intoxicated to go to mo's work downtown at harvey's. gremlin sober drove us. i vaguely remember hugging everyone a million times before leaving to go there, and telling everyone who much i loved everyone. on the car ride there, however, i knew i was going to get sick again. we pulled up and i ran to the bathroom and prayed to the porcelain gods. yikes. dan, mo, derek, and steven all came in to check on me (love my boys), as heather knowingly was silent beside me. lydia, however, as she gets very emotional and lovey while drunk, stormed into the bathroom screaming and talking (as heather tried to warn her to stop) and i yelled "lyydiiaa! why are you YELLING!?" she left. i eventually felt better. heather was on the phone with george, and i felt the need to tell her "tell him i'm PUKING. TELL HIM!" wow. the rest of the night i was holding my head in my hands as conversations rolled past me. i could only focus on how sick i felt and how much i needed to go home and sleep before work at 7 in the morning. outside on the curb i ran into eckum who gave me advice to eat eggs and drink a vitamin water in the morning. later i found out that the entirety of the nathan miller band found out about my sick night through him. i am a legend, i suppose. i ended up leaving with the girls, and they drove me home while i slept in their back seats. my oh my. later i found out that heather and dan said i was doing the "murphy lean" and the "murphy look." i never ever get that drunk, so i feel like people accepted and helped me out more because it is a rarity. thank you, friends.
us girls were persuaded by the promise of ice cream by mo and derek to go to the battle of the bands in burnsville where three of our friends were duking it out to win a spot to open at the basillica block party to open for my friends augustana (who jen introed me to a few years ago). nathan miller band was first, the wannabe hasbeens was next, and roster mccabe was last. we arrived (after crappy mapquest directions) and were greeted immedietly by mo and derek who informed us that they bought ice cream and cones for us girls specifically. aw. right then i was inclined to vote for wannabe hasbeens, even though the bands they were against are also my friends. anyway, many of our friends ended up showing up (dan, murphy, gloria, mike minehart with camera in tow, my friend jeff from college who was supporting roster, steven, gremlin, eckum). heather and lydia had both snuck bottles of jag into their purses and throughout the night we slipped into the bathrooms to take swigs. bad idea. ha. wannabes had a huge turn out and played a lot of new songs that were really appealing to the masses and ended up winning the vote (we found out later). during their set we danced and sang up front, mike took pictures, and cherise and i even had a good chat. i like when things can be good and happy with everyone. the rest of the night is blurry. between ice cream, shots of jag, captain cokes, a nasty tequila shot, a trip to the men's bathroom to have girl talk with mo and mike, stealing of hats, and me throwing up behind a bush, we left extremely intoxicated to go to mo's work downtown at harvey's. gremlin sober drove us. i vaguely remember hugging everyone a million times before leaving to go there, and telling everyone who much i loved everyone. on the car ride there, however, i knew i was going to get sick again. we pulled up and i ran to the bathroom and prayed to the porcelain gods. yikes. dan, mo, derek, and steven all came in to check on me (love my boys), as heather knowingly was silent beside me. lydia, however, as she gets very emotional and lovey while drunk, stormed into the bathroom screaming and talking (as heather tried to warn her to stop) and i yelled "lyydiiaa! why are you YELLING!?" she left. i eventually felt better. heather was on the phone with george, and i felt the need to tell her "tell him i'm PUKING. TELL HIM!" wow. the rest of the night i was holding my head in my hands as conversations rolled past me. i could only focus on how sick i felt and how much i needed to go home and sleep before work at 7 in the morning. outside on the curb i ran into eckum who gave me advice to eat eggs and drink a vitamin water in the morning. later i found out that the entirety of the nathan miller band found out about my sick night through him. i am a legend, i suppose. i ended up leaving with the girls, and they drove me home while i slept in their back seats. my oh my. later i found out that heather and dan said i was doing the "murphy lean" and the "murphy look." i never ever get that drunk, so i feel like people accepted and helped me out more because it is a rarity. thank you, friends.
triple threat during the battle of the bands c/o mike minehart
derek washing the ice cream scoop
bathroom talks with triple threat and mo c/o mike minehart
heather, dan, lydia
at this point i was too drunk to care (derek, gremlin, me, mo)
i have also worked this whole week and will continue for the rest of the summer. it is so awesome to be a site leader and finally have my own classroom of 4th graders. the staff i work with are all friends from years past, and i feel like i have a purpose again in life, instead of waking up at 1pm and watching tv. we are a family. i love my job. love.
heather ended up having a bummer day this week and lydia and i met her at coffee to hang and support. i love my girls. we are a perfect fit. it is insanity that we didn't know lydia sooner. she is a godsent. obviously heather is my angel. we are unstoppable. love at its finest.
the other night dan and i gathered many of our friends to my house. we were going to have a bonfire, but the storms raged all night crazy style. the one thing i love about my friends is that we can do close to nothing and have an absolute blast. dan, amy, heather, lydia, me of course, murphy and gloria all piled into my garage for the whole night on folding chairs. we talked and gossiped and laughed (per usual) all night while drinking and smoking. i ended up doing everyone's tarot card readings and many left feeling totally creeped out by their accuracy. i loved that they were willing to try it out and that we all felt comfortable enough to do it. the thing is, is that blark is a family. we may get frustrated with each other from time to time, but we always loves each other to death. no one loves me the way my blark friends do. they are all my favorite people in the entire world.
the day after that lydia was having a bummer day and heather and i ended up going to her house. me and heather brought our tarot cards, and heather had the coolest set of love/romance oracle cards. SO RAD! we all did tons of readings about friends, love, our lives, etc...
this weekend is my grad party, which i am SO excited for. everyone is coming over and camping. it is a throwback to my little sister's grad party in 2006 where all of us sat in my garage until 5 in the morning hanging out and having the best time. my parents are warned, and we will be bonfireing, drinking, night swimming, and camping. arg. life at its craziest. blark at its best.
i was happy to get a call from nick last night, as i haven't actually heard his voice since we hung out a while ago. i do not think i will see him anytime soon, however, as he is touring with mcs and sing it loud this summer up north. with gas prices there is no way i can afford to travel that far. oh well!
that is about it. but i am already in love with summer. i am already re-in-love with my friends. i love my life. no joke. love love love.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
caution cones:
there is really no integrity in those words. beware of the ploys used effectively and often. i am saying this as a friend. although i have no right to offer guidance in this situation--this person has shown their true colors.
i have the best friends in the entire universe.
what a weekend! i will relay all that i can remember happening since last update.
on friday i went to dinner with miss amy to catch up after weeks of not seeing her. she has to be the cutest pregnant chic on the face of this earth! it is so insane to have the first of our friends having a baby, just knowing that the baby is half one friend and half the other. we all cannot wait to be in the waiting room on the day she delivers. that hospital is going to be a circus with us there, but that little girl is going to have the most excited and loving pseudo aunts and uncles welcoming her into the world! it was so good catching up with amy, and although we sometimes go a few weeks without much contact, it is always so refreshing to sit down and chat with her.
saturday was a big night in local minneapolis music, and it felt like everyone who was anyone in the scene knew it too. first us girls went to first ave for this world fair's last show together [tear]. right away we ran into mike minehart [photographer extraordinaire], the twf boys, my parents [aw], gabe, and the roster mccabe guys. the show grew more and more crowded as the night went on, but us girls [and jestin] made sure to stand right at the front. after four+ years of watching the guys grow as a musicians and people it was really strange to see it all end [as we know it] that night. they played ten songs [a nice fill], and we danced and sang madly. my mother even joined us for a few songs up front [her old groupie days coming to the surface]. it was a blast, and amazingly we did not feel the eyes of a thousand glaring biotches on us. so that was pleasant. we then mingled for a bit, grabbed some foods, drank some jag in the bathroom [thanks heather], finagled kalgren for free pressed cds of their new album [because we had bought burned copies previously]. what really surprised me during the night was the liner notes of the pressed cd. kalgren pressed it for himself [without thank yous etc... from the other guys, as he is carrying on the band and its name solo now], and amazingly i was in the thank yous with an indication to what song is about me. not in all my years of knowing musicians have i ever known one to admit who songs were about, let alone publically announce. i was very flattered and grateful, and plus, the song is beautiful. sad, but beautiful.
then most of the avid twf fans ran over to the fineline to see my boys white light riot, who were playing with the alarmists, these modern socks, and mercurial rage. we arrived and gremlin let us in without cover charge [i love that man!] and we immediately were greeted by a wonderful sight, the camel girl. we proceeded to get two buy one get one coupons, a drink ticket, a poster, a photobooth ticket, a sweet bling bling lighter [thanks to lydia for trading me colors], and three dollar cigs. uh. can life get any better!? the patio was all decorated with a fountain, palm trees, tables, and chairs, which made me a very happy camper to be a smoker. all of us girls took some photobooth pictures. we also took some with jestin, and later the blark boys showed up [steven, mo, murphy] and we took some pictures with them as well. a bunch of 50records people were at the show, which always brightens my day. and as white light riot took the stage, i felt that the night could not possibly get any better. of course we were all at the front of the stage dancing once again. it seems that we never can remain sober throughout a wlr show, but maybe the high from such a great show just makes us feel more tipsy than we actually are.
after that chaos we ran over to the chambers hotel's red white and fucking blue bar on the 5th floor for the twf afterparty. the bar is very new york and very trendy. lucking heather and i did not have to buy any of their expensive drinks, because we had jag to support us. ha. we hung out for a bit, had some heart to hearts with some of our guys, and eventually decided that there was not much more to be had in that crowded place. it was not bad, however.
heather and i said goodbye to lyds and jestin and went home to some mcdonalds and some shawn harris love [listening to the matches], which topped our night off splendidly [except for heather getting re-sick after finally eating something, oops].
waking up "early" for blark softball the next day was ridiculous. i woke up at noon and called amy to make sure everything was still on for the day [as half of the group was out late drinking, and i was unsure if we would all wake and make it to dan and amy's house on time, if at all]. amy confirmed it was still on, and the boys were on their way. i scrambled. lydia was on her way. heather was too sick to come out [boo]. we all met at dan and amy's and ended up spending an hour calling everyone we knew to get together two full teams [dan was rewarding people who called other people with shots of jag]. needless to say, we found enough people. the following events prove to me how much i adore my friends and how much i truly miss them when i am not with them. if you are not aware, "blark" is a "city" that my whole group belongs to. it is a name combo of the few surrounding cities that we often cause trouble in. this group had been around in some form for many many years, but we are all a crazy family that ends up having the wildest adventures. any way, we [dan, amy, mo, murphy, me, lydia, my sister katie, her friend kelsey, steven, kelly, ashley, dave, some of ambers friends, derek, and gremlin] trekked over to the fields and proceeded to play softball for three hours. most of us had bets on how long we would actually keep the game going, as we tend to fall into drunken crazy fests often, but we played a solid game the entire time. i scored at least three home runs and hit the balls fairly well. my team lost, but between all of the men on the other team and the taunting that was directed at me while i was hitting [i was voted MPO--"most picked on"] it is no wonder why we got behind. we all took team photos, a group photo, and made a ten person pyramid for a photo. in. sanity. we all then went back to the house and dan [and murphy a bit] grilled all of us some wondrous hotdogs. lydia provided chips. i provided a vat of potato salad. brilliant. being that all of us are chain smoking, alcoholic, never exercisers, we were all dying for the rest of the day. no one could move, and so we ended up lying around watching the goonies, which i had never seen before. mo also showed us the new readygoes' video for "hey oh" from a secret link. holy. crap. it is amaziinnnggg. i cannot wait for it to be released. those boys look so good in the video! i am hella proud! eventually we called it a night, but it was honestly one of the best days i had had in a very long time. the group of us has a hard time getting together under drama-free conditions due to some dynamics between outside people and us. difficult and unnecessary to explain, but all i am concerned about is that we all had a chance to remember what great friendships we have together, and what fun we can all have without going to a downtown bar and getting wasted. my friends are like family. no matter what new people i meet along the way, my blark friends are my favorite. they absolutely lift my spirits. i love them all, even in our ridiculousness.
now i am going to try and get back to sleep, as jen's text about her hanging out with airin [sugarcult] woke me up. how i miss that boy.
pictures from this weekend will come in a separate post! keep checking!
on friday i went to dinner with miss amy to catch up after weeks of not seeing her. she has to be the cutest pregnant chic on the face of this earth! it is so insane to have the first of our friends having a baby, just knowing that the baby is half one friend and half the other. we all cannot wait to be in the waiting room on the day she delivers. that hospital is going to be a circus with us there, but that little girl is going to have the most excited and loving pseudo aunts and uncles welcoming her into the world! it was so good catching up with amy, and although we sometimes go a few weeks without much contact, it is always so refreshing to sit down and chat with her.
saturday was a big night in local minneapolis music, and it felt like everyone who was anyone in the scene knew it too. first us girls went to first ave for this world fair's last show together [tear]. right away we ran into mike minehart [photographer extraordinaire], the twf boys, my parents [aw], gabe, and the roster mccabe guys. the show grew more and more crowded as the night went on, but us girls [and jestin] made sure to stand right at the front. after four+ years of watching the guys grow as a musicians and people it was really strange to see it all end [as we know it] that night. they played ten songs [a nice fill], and we danced and sang madly. my mother even joined us for a few songs up front [her old groupie days coming to the surface]. it was a blast, and amazingly we did not feel the eyes of a thousand glaring biotches on us. so that was pleasant. we then mingled for a bit, grabbed some foods, drank some jag in the bathroom [thanks heather], finagled kalgren for free pressed cds of their new album [because we had bought burned copies previously]. what really surprised me during the night was the liner notes of the pressed cd. kalgren pressed it for himself [without thank yous etc... from the other guys, as he is carrying on the band and its name solo now], and amazingly i was in the thank yous with an indication to what song is about me. not in all my years of knowing musicians have i ever known one to admit who songs were about, let alone publically announce. i was very flattered and grateful, and plus, the song is beautiful. sad, but beautiful.
then most of the avid twf fans ran over to the fineline to see my boys white light riot, who were playing with the alarmists, these modern socks, and mercurial rage. we arrived and gremlin let us in without cover charge [i love that man!] and we immediately were greeted by a wonderful sight, the camel girl. we proceeded to get two buy one get one coupons, a drink ticket, a poster, a photobooth ticket, a sweet bling bling lighter [thanks to lydia for trading me colors], and three dollar cigs. uh. can life get any better!? the patio was all decorated with a fountain, palm trees, tables, and chairs, which made me a very happy camper to be a smoker. all of us girls took some photobooth pictures. we also took some with jestin, and later the blark boys showed up [steven, mo, murphy] and we took some pictures with them as well. a bunch of 50records people were at the show, which always brightens my day. and as white light riot took the stage, i felt that the night could not possibly get any better. of course we were all at the front of the stage dancing once again. it seems that we never can remain sober throughout a wlr show, but maybe the high from such a great show just makes us feel more tipsy than we actually are.
after that chaos we ran over to the chambers hotel's red white and fucking blue bar on the 5th floor for the twf afterparty. the bar is very new york and very trendy. lucking heather and i did not have to buy any of their expensive drinks, because we had jag to support us. ha. we hung out for a bit, had some heart to hearts with some of our guys, and eventually decided that there was not much more to be had in that crowded place. it was not bad, however.
heather and i said goodbye to lyds and jestin and went home to some mcdonalds and some shawn harris love [listening to the matches], which topped our night off splendidly [except for heather getting re-sick after finally eating something, oops].
waking up "early" for blark softball the next day was ridiculous. i woke up at noon and called amy to make sure everything was still on for the day [as half of the group was out late drinking, and i was unsure if we would all wake and make it to dan and amy's house on time, if at all]. amy confirmed it was still on, and the boys were on their way. i scrambled. lydia was on her way. heather was too sick to come out [boo]. we all met at dan and amy's and ended up spending an hour calling everyone we knew to get together two full teams [dan was rewarding people who called other people with shots of jag]. needless to say, we found enough people. the following events prove to me how much i adore my friends and how much i truly miss them when i am not with them. if you are not aware, "blark" is a "city" that my whole group belongs to. it is a name combo of the few surrounding cities that we often cause trouble in. this group had been around in some form for many many years, but we are all a crazy family that ends up having the wildest adventures. any way, we [dan, amy, mo, murphy, me, lydia, my sister katie, her friend kelsey, steven, kelly, ashley, dave, some of ambers friends, derek, and gremlin] trekked over to the fields and proceeded to play softball for three hours. most of us had bets on how long we would actually keep the game going, as we tend to fall into drunken crazy fests often, but we played a solid game the entire time. i scored at least three home runs and hit the balls fairly well. my team lost, but between all of the men on the other team and the taunting that was directed at me while i was hitting [i was voted MPO--"most picked on"] it is no wonder why we got behind. we all took team photos, a group photo, and made a ten person pyramid for a photo. in. sanity. we all then went back to the house and dan [and murphy a bit] grilled all of us some wondrous hotdogs. lydia provided chips. i provided a vat of potato salad. brilliant. being that all of us are chain smoking, alcoholic, never exercisers, we were all dying for the rest of the day. no one could move, and so we ended up lying around watching the goonies, which i had never seen before. mo also showed us the new readygoes' video for "hey oh" from a secret link. holy. crap. it is amaziinnnggg. i cannot wait for it to be released. those boys look so good in the video! i am hella proud! eventually we called it a night, but it was honestly one of the best days i had had in a very long time. the group of us has a hard time getting together under drama-free conditions due to some dynamics between outside people and us. difficult and unnecessary to explain, but all i am concerned about is that we all had a chance to remember what great friendships we have together, and what fun we can all have without going to a downtown bar and getting wasted. my friends are like family. no matter what new people i meet along the way, my blark friends are my favorite. they absolutely lift my spirits. i love them all, even in our ridiculousness.
now i am going to try and get back to sleep, as jen's text about her hanging out with airin [sugarcult] woke me up. how i miss that boy.
pictures from this weekend will come in a separate post! keep checking!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
so many things, so little motivation.
sooo. i am not sure if i related that i hung out with kalgren a few days ago. i forget. it was truly great to finally be able to hang together without weirdness or tension. he probably knows me the best out of any guy i am currently friends with. although we butt heads and fight often [although much less than previous years], we only love each other more because of it. i realize that i actually appreciate him caring enough to fight with me. does that sound sadistic? haha. i just mean that when i am emotionally vomiting on him he cares enough to explain his side of things. that means something. it really does. lately i have known a few people who use avoidance tactics, and although avoiding the conflict may prevent escalation, i still expect people to care enough about our relationship to brave the bullets and throw some back. it makes me feel like the relationship matters, and is even worth fighting to resolve an issue and make me understand them. does that make sense??? not sure. it does to me. anyway. drinks with ck was wonderful. i love that man, and i am confident that we will be prideful bastards together for many more years to come.
on friday i went to 50 records party at deb's lovely mansion. haha. the party was to thank all of the interns who worked so hard at sxsw [yes we did, but it was so worth every effort]. everyone ended up showing up [that was apart of the crazy trip] and it was so much fun hanging and joking like we did back in the day. sigh. haha. i missed angie like crazy, and had not seen her in months, so that was my highlight. white light riot also played an acoustic set for everyone, which was beautiful and really proved the vocal talent of mike. miss jackie pierre, however, stood me up for our date, as she had to do hours for her high school or something. haha. i forgive, i forgive. i just wanted to make her feel comfortable with the staff. needless to say, we all drank a lot of beer and wine and eventually we all headed over to gabe's house to watch "gavin degraw's playlist" that we made fun of for sport. we then headed over to the u otter stop in bar to sing some karaoke. instead of officially singing, i housed in the back of the bar with the white light riot boys and gabe. we decided to sing very loud, obnoxious, and dramatic versions of whatever was being sung [hand motions and group dance included]. meanwhile, the table in front of us kept taking phone pictures of joe from wlr and were whispering amongst themselves. they must have thought that he was famous because at one point one of the women came up to us and asked us all what we did for day jobs. this was the convo:
at this point i do not remember the rest of the night. i do remember that i left with tor, angie, and tim to get some mcds. angie was absolutely true to character and had to go around a second time because in her absent-mindedness failed to mention that she wanted fries.
on friday i went to 50 records party at deb's lovely mansion. haha. the party was to thank all of the interns who worked so hard at sxsw [yes we did, but it was so worth every effort]. everyone ended up showing up [that was apart of the crazy trip] and it was so much fun hanging and joking like we did back in the day. sigh. haha. i missed angie like crazy, and had not seen her in months, so that was my highlight. white light riot also played an acoustic set for everyone, which was beautiful and really proved the vocal talent of mike. miss jackie pierre, however, stood me up for our date, as she had to do hours for her high school or something. haha. i forgive, i forgive. i just wanted to make her feel comfortable with the staff. needless to say, we all drank a lot of beer and wine and eventually we all headed over to gabe's house to watch "gavin degraw's playlist" that we made fun of for sport. we then headed over to the u otter stop in bar to sing some karaoke. instead of officially singing, i housed in the back of the bar with the white light riot boys and gabe. we decided to sing very loud, obnoxious, and dramatic versions of whatever was being sung [hand motions and group dance included]. meanwhile, the table in front of us kept taking phone pictures of joe from wlr and were whispering amongst themselves. they must have thought that he was famous because at one point one of the women came up to us and asked us all what we did for day jobs. this was the convo:
me: well i work for their record company [points to the boys].
joe: oh well. i shouldnt say.
gabe: well actually we are from brooklyn and on tour here in
minneapolis right now.
[note that none of us are even attempting to have
brooklyn accents]
woman: oh really??? wow... yeah. i have never been to new
york, i am from minnesota here.
me: really? oh. you should come out there sometime. but
minnesota so far is really cool!
gabe: oh! look who it is...
[tim walks by and gabe grabs him]
gabe: this is jeffery! he is letting us stay at his house for free tonight. isnt that so awesome of him? we cant believe it.
[tim looks confused but we eye threaten him to play along
and he catches on and smiles and nods]
at this point i do not remember the rest of the night. i do remember that i left with tor, angie, and tim to get some mcds. angie was absolutely true to character and had to go around a second time because in her absent-mindedness failed to mention that she wanted fries.
me: what size fry do you want?
angie: i want... uh... sma...me...i need barbecue sauce!
[later]
angie: i didnt get any fries??? i ordered them!
tor: no you didnt.
me: yeah. you ordered barbecue sauce instead.
angie: go around again. i need a fry... and a mcchicken... and more sauces.
the night was a beautiful hot mess. we were all not sober except for tor, who drove us around, and who we have to thank for making the night possible! haha.
this week has been another week of sleeping in late and doing very little. i have done laundry. i did have a site leader meeting today for summer plans [i am pumped]. heather, lyds, and i also 
all hung out early this week and went to the nathan miller band show at tiffs in saint paul. we were looking for something to do, and as there is a lack of things to do, we decided on that. not that we wouldnt go normally, but we normally would not venture to lame saint paul for adventures. boo. we met at lydia's house first. i met her mother and younger sister. aw. and then h, l, and i watched factory girl, which absolutely captivated me. who knew that andy warhol was such a douchebag? man alive. after the movie we all felt like we were on drugs. insanity. and wandered over to tiffs where we met up with george and the boys. watched the show. drank the snuck in jag [oh my] and danced our little hearts out [duh]. then i wandered mid-show over to jimmy johns alone to eat. sometimes i just get these intense food cravings that i cannot help, and my mind is so 
fixated that i cannot let the idea go. when i came back some florida boys approached us. one of them seemed like he had music scene potential, but he was new and had no idea of what the city offered for music. really nice guy, but as soon as he said he was a gemini i walked away. haha. i am doing my best to avoid the curse of the gemini as much as i can! lucking eckum came over and stole us away to the backstage area where we hung with our boys. haha. i think they were a little worried about other men taking over their girls. we then all went to the studio where quietdrive is currently recording to listen to the new readygoes single "hey oh." finaaalllyyyy they found a way to capture their big sound on record. they put on an energetic and talented live show, but their demo lacked a lot of luster. i am proud of them. sounded great. eventually we all [well most, haha] went home to sleep land.
us three girls then went to the sex and the city movie on monday afternoon. so good. you just have to go in expecting that it will be a long episode, and you cannot be too disappointed. i dug it. upon walking out of the theater we felt better about being single in our early 20s. so thank you movie for that. then we all carted off to barnes and noble to read books [mostly horoscope books with compatibility etc...]. we had no idea but we ended up staying in there for almost three hours. what a perfect rainy monday spent with great girls doing girlish things. love love love them. at barnes and noble i bought the virgin suicides. i already read it and am somewhat disappointed by it. i had already seen the movie. meh. i also bought tarot cards which i have since learned the basics, and the readings i have done thus far are crrazzzyy right. i think they will also come in good use for a party trick, as i always end up counseling people on their horoscope charts at parties anyway. as lydia told me i should do, "two dolla for a reading." i can rake in the moola.
i also went to drinks with zac the other day. we had not hung out since grumpy's. we caught up, drank, etc... not bad. not bad. although i think him and i are very very different in how we view fellow human beings.
i have started writing a novel again. i have recently been inspired, especially after reading some articles in writer's digest. so we will see if that comes to product.
arg. anyway. thats all for now. had to catch ya up on all of the boring and interesting happenings. more later.
p.s. i think it is rainy outside. this news makes me so very happy to sleep to.
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