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Saturday I went with Mark and Dia of the 8 kids to the Monterey Beer Festival because Mark, who has been in several U2 tribute bands, was sitting in for Bonalmost of Zoo Station, who is in a musical or something and doesn't have time for beer fests.
It was pretty awesome, the fairgrounds is tiny, one medium lawn packed with beer vendors and a couple show buildings, we got free wristbands and you just walk around with your cup and people pour stuff into it. Though I didn't even do that because they had buckets and buckets of stout on ice backstage. We also got free food. And it was sunny and warm and there were AC/DC and Tom Petty cover bands, too, and I fell asleep on the lawn for awhile.
This is Mark and the fake Adam, who I didn't notice til he put on that iridescent shirt and white jeans and then my heart started pounding like crazy and I was all GAHHHHHHHHHHH. I have no idea why but it was one of the biggest turn-ons in my life. Then he changed back after the show and I was over it.
I like this picture best because it looks like Mark is checking out F'Adam's stuff and F'Adam is all YEAH WHAT.
We stopped at the ocean for a few minutes on the way back and it was freezing and made me sad.
I have been sad a lot lately because I forgot to take the Wellbutrin for a few days or a week or I don't even know how long I was sinking before I realized why but I am not springing back like I usually do, I just feel so hollow and heavy.
Been on overdrive with the job hunts, and found out my friend's brother works at Pandora where I've applied like 80,000 times and he's passing on my resume so it might be seen by live human. Besides that little nugget, everything is fruitless and omg so fucking tedious.
D is getting another promotion and might be sent to Vegas for three months to work on another show. She's made a new friend she helped out at the big Thursday art walk this week and is hanging out with today, I am hopeful about that because she doesn't have tons of time for socializing since she works 8-12 hrs/day, sometimes 6 days/wk, and her best friend came back up here for the summer. She needs some fresh girlfriends. When I was her age I had about 80 zillion friends, and did 80 zillion things besides working all the fucking time, I want that for her.
Except not for the part where she turns 22 and is promptly impregnated. She has to make a bunch of money so I can go sponge off her for 18 years. Which, if I went right now, would put me at almost retirement age and HEYYYYYYY there's a plan.
Incidentally, this is D's best friend who she misses: http://ohblimeymusic.com
She hangs out with this whole gaggle of lesbian rappers and they are just ADORABLE. Also totally bumpin.
Off to farmer's market/jazz jam with C and the bebe. You have a nice day. xoxo
It was pretty awesome, the fairgrounds is tiny, one medium lawn packed with beer vendors and a couple show buildings, we got free wristbands and you just walk around with your cup and people pour stuff into it. Though I didn't even do that because they had buckets and buckets of stout on ice backstage. We also got free food. And it was sunny and warm and there were AC/DC and Tom Petty cover bands, too, and I fell asleep on the lawn for awhile.
This is Mark and the fake Adam, who I didn't notice til he put on that iridescent shirt and white jeans and then my heart started pounding like crazy and I was all GAHHHHHHHHHHH. I have no idea why but it was one of the biggest turn-ons in my life. Then he changed back after the show and I was over it.
I like this picture best because it looks like Mark is checking out F'Adam's stuff and F'Adam is all YEAH WHAT.
We stopped at the ocean for a few minutes on the way back and it was freezing and made me sad.
I have been sad a lot lately because I forgot to take the Wellbutrin for a few days or a week or I don't even know how long I was sinking before I realized why but I am not springing back like I usually do, I just feel so hollow and heavy.
Been on overdrive with the job hunts, and found out my friend's brother works at Pandora where I've applied like 80,000 times and he's passing on my resume so it might be seen by live human. Besides that little nugget, everything is fruitless and omg so fucking tedious.
D is getting another promotion and might be sent to Vegas for three months to work on another show. She's made a new friend she helped out at the big Thursday art walk this week and is hanging out with today, I am hopeful about that because she doesn't have tons of time for socializing since she works 8-12 hrs/day, sometimes 6 days/wk, and her best friend came back up here for the summer. She needs some fresh girlfriends. When I was her age I had about 80 zillion friends, and did 80 zillion things besides working all the fucking time, I want that for her.
Except not for the part where she turns 22 and is promptly impregnated. She has to make a bunch of money so I can go sponge off her for 18 years. Which, if I went right now, would put me at almost retirement age and HEYYYYYYY there's a plan.
Incidentally, this is D's best friend who she misses: http://ohblimeymusic.com
She hangs out with this whole gaggle of lesbian rappers and they are just ADORABLE. Also totally bumpin.
Off to farmer's market/jazz jam with C and the bebe. You have a nice day. xoxo