yesterday I needed love, today I need some hate!
Holy fuck. Complete madness. Frankie Venom of Teenage Head/Canadian Musicians Benevolent Fund charity even tonight, totally sold out chaos, Teenage Head for three fucking hours straight (not that I'm complaining)... milling around, hanging out with Lou and the Teenage Head dudes and Jodie (my boss Glen's HILARIOUS, INSANE and AWESOME wife), smoking some totally demonic pot/hash shit out back with Lou, Rick and Rob, almost broke my fucking neck in the dark on the backyard's secret Indian Burial Ground in my four-inch boot-heels...
Ended up sticking around for a small afterparty with Lou (my one boss), Rick, Darlene, Becky, Greg, Rob and two of the roller girls... disgusting pale ale, eating slices of stolen 5-year old cheddar cheese... then we moved it to the back of the bar where it's cozy and there are chill-out tables and seats, and sat around in the dark of the bar telling GHOST STORIES and getting totally freaked out... it dwindled down to five of us and we drank like four 12-packs of the shitty pale ale, and for some reason Darlene and I were performing out WORST interpretations of every accent imaginable ("come put-cha head up on mah feet, mon!)....
I'm fucking fucked, best after-hours party I've been to since the Vatikan days in Toronto with Jen and the Scarlet Sins ladies. Man. So fun.
Tonight was great. I had a blast. And I'm completely blasted.
Tomorrow, sleeping in til 4pm and THE SCENICS are playing the bar. Woohoo!
And after that, only 4 more days til Jen gets here, and 8 more days until NEW ORLEANS!!! Jen and I stayed up all night last night talking on msn, planning our itinerary out some more (nerds) and scheduling reservations for our riverboat dinner/jazz night, etc. Holy crap this trip is going to own my life! Two and a half days of pure voodoo who-do.
Oh god I need bed.
Ended up sticking around for a small afterparty with Lou (my one boss), Rick, Darlene, Becky, Greg, Rob and two of the roller girls... disgusting pale ale, eating slices of stolen 5-year old cheddar cheese... then we moved it to the back of the bar where it's cozy and there are chill-out tables and seats, and sat around in the dark of the bar telling GHOST STORIES and getting totally freaked out... it dwindled down to five of us and we drank like four 12-packs of the shitty pale ale, and for some reason Darlene and I were performing out WORST interpretations of every accent imaginable ("come put-cha head up on mah feet, mon!)....
I'm fucking fucked, best after-hours party I've been to since the Vatikan days in Toronto with Jen and the Scarlet Sins ladies. Man. So fun.
Tonight was great. I had a blast. And I'm completely blasted.
Tomorrow, sleeping in til 4pm and THE SCENICS are playing the bar. Woohoo!
And after that, only 4 more days til Jen gets here, and 8 more days until NEW ORLEANS!!! Jen and I stayed up all night last night talking on msn, planning our itinerary out some more (nerds) and scheduling reservations for our riverboat dinner/jazz night, etc. Holy crap this trip is going to own my life! Two and a half days of pure voodoo who-do.
Oh god I need bed.