"it isn't too hard to see we're in heaven"
The show last night was really good. IWTBOT was a lot better than I expected but I am saying nothing more because its all pent up for the article.
A lot of people showed up, left right after TMR, and we followed suit. My chest hurt (not my boobs) really badly which kind of started to put me a bit in a panic. I think i'll be ok. Mark said it seemed like teburculosis or something. I dont know what that is but eeek. I'm not insured health wise so I can't go to the doctors cause it will cost about $500 for a heart scan alone maybe more. So I probably wont even tell my parnents till I collapse or something gay like that.
Cameron has no audience interaction when he plays at all. Zip. Nada. None. Ryan spit a lot more than usual. Poor evan for that. hahaha
Julie was lovely. Black girl was lovely. (I hope paul knows what that means or i'll just seem like a total jerk) Lots of lovely people.
Work in like a half hour. Woo. Not too excited. I woke up this morning with a cat on my lap, a Curly at my side, and a Jamie on the floor. A girls night? No, a wendy's night mofo's. There is wendy's stuff everywhere.
First thing I thought about was Grahams show. HE PLAYED WITH GAVIN CASTLETON!!!!! I know, you have no idea who he is, or what he does, and I hate oyu slightly for it because he is an amazing musician. But woo. I really hoped it went well. I kinda wished he had called my cell when he got home safely like he used to and then proceeded to leave an over excited voicemail for me to wake up to because that would of topped off the night like woahness.
I talked to Mickey. :-/. What started out good turned out terrible like always. Maybe thats why my heart hurts.
heh speaking of..
Coughing, aching, spitting, bloody, shock, warm, cold, hot, tense, numb, stiff, panicked, slow pulse, unable to breath, lung tension, sharp pains, clutching the stage so no one knows, vomitting while coughing, "go see a doctor mini" so I can feel better in the morning...
its just a mere scratch...
i wanted to turn to curly and have her take me to the hospital. The pain usually happens then leaves and then returns momentarily again repeatedly. Last night it was constant, my lungs filled up with fluid and I felt like I was drowning. I'd cough, spit, cough, spit, gasp for air, cough spit, etc. etc. When the bands went on I took a deep breath, let the music take hold, and prayed to make it through the next song.
Oy.
any answers anyone?
my soul has retired for the night and my heart is on medical leave. Come pump this anger through my veins. Nothing keeps me going anymore but the thought that someone may know exactly how much this hurts. Physical and mental are molded into one piece of information that broke me and shattered a wall I built so perfectly around the secret. Thanks. I mean it.
~Mini
A lot of people showed up, left right after TMR, and we followed suit. My chest hurt (not my boobs) really badly which kind of started to put me a bit in a panic. I think i'll be ok. Mark said it seemed like teburculosis or something. I dont know what that is but eeek. I'm not insured health wise so I can't go to the doctors cause it will cost about $500 for a heart scan alone maybe more. So I probably wont even tell my parnents till I collapse or something gay like that.
Cameron has no audience interaction when he plays at all. Zip. Nada. None. Ryan spit a lot more than usual. Poor evan for that. hahaha
Julie was lovely. Black girl was lovely. (I hope paul knows what that means or i'll just seem like a total jerk) Lots of lovely people.
Work in like a half hour. Woo. Not too excited. I woke up this morning with a cat on my lap, a Curly at my side, and a Jamie on the floor. A girls night? No, a wendy's night mofo's. There is wendy's stuff everywhere.
First thing I thought about was Grahams show. HE PLAYED WITH GAVIN CASTLETON!!!!! I know, you have no idea who he is, or what he does, and I hate oyu slightly for it because he is an amazing musician. But woo. I really hoped it went well. I kinda wished he had called my cell when he got home safely like he used to and then proceeded to leave an over excited voicemail for me to wake up to because that would of topped off the night like woahness.
I talked to Mickey. :-/. What started out good turned out terrible like always. Maybe thats why my heart hurts.
heh speaking of..
Coughing, aching, spitting, bloody, shock, warm, cold, hot, tense, numb, stiff, panicked, slow pulse, unable to breath, lung tension, sharp pains, clutching the stage so no one knows, vomitting while coughing, "go see a doctor mini" so I can feel better in the morning...
its just a mere scratch...
i wanted to turn to curly and have her take me to the hospital. The pain usually happens then leaves and then returns momentarily again repeatedly. Last night it was constant, my lungs filled up with fluid and I felt like I was drowning. I'd cough, spit, cough, spit, gasp for air, cough spit, etc. etc. When the bands went on I took a deep breath, let the music take hold, and prayed to make it through the next song.
Oy.
any answers anyone?
my soul has retired for the night and my heart is on medical leave. Come pump this anger through my veins. Nothing keeps me going anymore but the thought that someone may know exactly how much this hurts. Physical and mental are molded into one piece of information that broke me and shattered a wall I built so perfectly around the secret. Thanks. I mean it.
~Mini