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1) Smell of death - gone (yay!). Must have just been our trash or something.
2) Ears: hurt. But it was worth it! The Muse show at the Tabernacle was amazing!
3) Current awake level: not very
This weekend was really fun. I had a b'day party saturday (pics forthcoming) where I dressed as a fabulous 80s rocker, full of piss and vinegar, with a penchant for Southern Comfort and verbally abusing my male bandmate. I steal the mic/limelight, what can I say? Other "what do you want to be when you grow up?" costumes included: president, Jews for Jesus missionary, veterinarian, spy(2), teacher, lumberjack(brawny man), ninja, rally car driver, and my favorite - 'Rebecca's Mom'. In preparation for the party I must have called my poor roomie 5 times asking her to bring various things we had forgotten to pick up at the store, such as Twister, hamburgers and buns, my friend's gift, and toilet paper. After the party, we went home and ended up chatting until around 3am, like it was 8 in the evening and we weren't both exhausted :).
Sunday morning I had to get up early and be at the church at 9:15 to help with the morning worship setup process. I was impressed by how many people actually do come early and get the small things done like folding bulletins, lighting candles, making coffee for the guests, all the light/sound/tech stuff, and, of course, the worship band. I got to give the announcements ("Welcome, guests, blah blah blah") and it was lots of fun (just give me a mic, like I said, and I steal the limelight and end up talking for way too long, but I didn't say anything offensive (go me!) or cause them to turn off my mic (which has actually happened to me before). Then I went to lunch with friends, ran some errands (got stuck in Target talking to a friend, so I circled the juniors clothing section for a probably creepy amount of time before realizing "hey, this is creepy, I'm not 11" and tried to check out whilst talking on the phone), and came home and got ready for my date that night. That's right, I said I had a date.
We hung out and I laughed at some of his college band pictures, grabbed a quick bite at Chipotle (their chips have lime on them. The jury's still out on whether that is okay or not), and then went to the Muse show (I had been planning on going for awhile, we found a scalped ticket for a *reasonable* price beforehand for Warren) at the Tabernacle (I like parenthetical asides). I think this was the loudest show I've ever been to, honestly. I may have hearing damage... but I think i'll be okay! They hurt, but there's no ringing or anything. Here's to hoping!
The show was really awesome - I have most of Muse's albums, but not their new one, so cue story about band selling out and only playing their new stuff to the jam-packed audience that only knows their new stuff, "they were so good before they sold out...", etc., etc., etc. It's not really like that though, I just didn't know about half of the songs they played, but it was a really fun time, despite being an utter sweatbox. I was completely soaked in my own perspiration, it was SO sexy. Oh yeah. You know you want some. That's right.
Today I am at work and somewhat tired but not too bad, considering the weekend full of fun (everybody wants a piece of me and my time, but you gotta get in line to make it on the social planner...). I've got stuff nearly every night this week as well, and also want to carve out more time to go to jiu jitsu/kickboxing so that I can continue to increase my lethalness level (lethality?).
2) Ears: hurt. But it was worth it! The Muse show at the Tabernacle was amazing!
3) Current awake level: not very
This weekend was really fun. I had a b'day party saturday (pics forthcoming) where I dressed as a fabulous 80s rocker, full of piss and vinegar, with a penchant for Southern Comfort and verbally abusing my male bandmate. I steal the mic/limelight, what can I say? Other "what do you want to be when you grow up?" costumes included: president, Jews for Jesus missionary, veterinarian, spy(2), teacher, lumberjack(brawny man), ninja, rally car driver, and my favorite - 'Rebecca's Mom'. In preparation for the party I must have called my poor roomie 5 times asking her to bring various things we had forgotten to pick up at the store, such as Twister, hamburgers and buns, my friend's gift, and toilet paper. After the party, we went home and ended up chatting until around 3am, like it was 8 in the evening and we weren't both exhausted :).
Sunday morning I had to get up early and be at the church at 9:15 to help with the morning worship setup process. I was impressed by how many people actually do come early and get the small things done like folding bulletins, lighting candles, making coffee for the guests, all the light/sound/tech stuff, and, of course, the worship band. I got to give the announcements ("Welcome, guests, blah blah blah") and it was lots of fun (just give me a mic, like I said, and I steal the limelight and end up talking for way too long, but I didn't say anything offensive (go me!) or cause them to turn off my mic (which has actually happened to me before). Then I went to lunch with friends, ran some errands (got stuck in Target talking to a friend, so I circled the juniors clothing section for a probably creepy amount of time before realizing "hey, this is creepy, I'm not 11" and tried to check out whilst talking on the phone), and came home and got ready for my date that night. That's right, I said I had a date.
We hung out and I laughed at some of his college band pictures, grabbed a quick bite at Chipotle (their chips have lime on them. The jury's still out on whether that is okay or not), and then went to the Muse show (I had been planning on going for awhile, we found a scalped ticket for a *reasonable* price beforehand for Warren) at the Tabernacle (I like parenthetical asides). I think this was the loudest show I've ever been to, honestly. I may have hearing damage... but I think i'll be okay! They hurt, but there's no ringing or anything. Here's to hoping!
The show was really awesome - I have most of Muse's albums, but not their new one, so cue story about band selling out and only playing their new stuff to the jam-packed audience that only knows their new stuff, "they were so good before they sold out...", etc., etc., etc. It's not really like that though, I just didn't know about half of the songs they played, but it was a really fun time, despite being an utter sweatbox. I was completely soaked in my own perspiration, it was SO sexy. Oh yeah. You know you want some. That's right.
Today I am at work and somewhat tired but not too bad, considering the weekend full of fun (everybody wants a piece of me and my time, but you gotta get in line to make it on the social planner...). I've got stuff nearly every night this week as well, and also want to carve out more time to go to jiu jitsu/kickboxing so that I can continue to increase my lethalness level (lethality?).