and i'm sorry that you cried so hard, darling. i'll never hurt you again.
Work sucked this weekend. If you ever want a boring job, apply as a receptionist at your local old folks home.
So the past couple of days have been kind of crazy.
Last night was Senses Fail and Boys Night Out at Empress. Amazing. That's all I have to say. The sound at Empress sucks, but Senses Fail still managed to be fucking awesome. Vicki and I hung out up in the balcony and shit. It was cool. Dave and Buddy were up there, talking to Vicki and stuff. Matt from Red Chester, Eric from Grover Dill, and a couple of other people were up there too. Fun times.
Today was Every Time I Die, The Hope Conspiracy, and American Nightmare/American Nothing/Give Up The Ghost at Empress. Another awesome show. Every Time I Die and The Hope Conspiracy definitely stole the show though.
Vicki got harassed by some guy in a bandana. That was great. Then he was harassing the bassist from ETID when I was trying to buy my hat. What a bastard.
We got kicked out of the balcony tonight for not having wrist bands. Please. The people that work at Empress can be really fucking gay sometimes.
Saw Jim tonight. Gave him the CD I burned for him weeks ago. Got Stacey's DVD back plus another little surprise. I'm kind of wondering what is up with that whole thing. It's weird. Everything is weird.
Matt was there tonight, which made it so much more awesome because I got to see him before he left for tour. I'm going to miss him! Who's going to IM me with "say baby wasss happenin'" anymore? OOF!
Vicki says that I was talking in my sleep last night. Interesting. She was talking to me about Buddy and how he was talking to her online. What was I to do but answer? Haha. And a great answer it was. "oof"
The only thing I'm a little disappointed about tonight was that I didn't buy Daryl something, but I really didn't have any money. I feel bad, but what is a poor girl to do? Oh well. I need sleep more than anything in the world. the four AM to nine AM thing just is not working for me right now.
So the past couple of days have been kind of crazy.
Last night was Senses Fail and Boys Night Out at Empress. Amazing. That's all I have to say. The sound at Empress sucks, but Senses Fail still managed to be fucking awesome. Vicki and I hung out up in the balcony and shit. It was cool. Dave and Buddy were up there, talking to Vicki and stuff. Matt from Red Chester, Eric from Grover Dill, and a couple of other people were up there too. Fun times.
Today was Every Time I Die, The Hope Conspiracy, and American Nightmare/American Nothing/Give Up The Ghost at Empress. Another awesome show. Every Time I Die and The Hope Conspiracy definitely stole the show though.
Vicki got harassed by some guy in a bandana. That was great. Then he was harassing the bassist from ETID when I was trying to buy my hat. What a bastard.
We got kicked out of the balcony tonight for not having wrist bands. Please. The people that work at Empress can be really fucking gay sometimes.
Saw Jim tonight. Gave him the CD I burned for him weeks ago. Got Stacey's DVD back plus another little surprise. I'm kind of wondering what is up with that whole thing. It's weird. Everything is weird.
Matt was there tonight, which made it so much more awesome because I got to see him before he left for tour. I'm going to miss him! Who's going to IM me with "say baby wasss happenin'" anymore? OOF!
Vicki says that I was talking in my sleep last night. Interesting. She was talking to me about Buddy and how he was talking to her online. What was I to do but answer? Haha. And a great answer it was. "oof"
The only thing I'm a little disappointed about tonight was that I didn't buy Daryl something, but I really didn't have any money. I feel bad, but what is a poor girl to do? Oh well. I need sleep more than anything in the world. the four AM to nine AM thing just is not working for me right now.