a breath in time....one of few
hello. my name is amy. i am a live journal slacker. it's been ages since my last post. my apologies.
much has happened in the last couple of weeks, the dominant being FUCKIN' 3-11 DAY, which kicked some major ass. i think my subconscious reason for not posting is that 311 left me so speechless that i didn't even have the inclination to even attempt to put the experience into words, and as a metter of fact, i still don't. SO if you didn't go-too bad, so sad. whatever your excuse is, it isn't good enough. you missed a legendary show. i send you my sympathy. not to mention, zack AND NICK HEXUM were at the house of blues afterwards, up-close-and-personal. zack rocked, and nick, well, he was just there, which was good enough for me. three feet away from the lead singer of one of the greatest bands of our time...it was inspirational lol. and listening to and conversating (sort of) with zack was pretty cool, too. enough said about 311 day. i'd hate to spoil it with my shitty attempted description.
i danced at a dance competition this weekend (thank you beyonce for inspiring me with your live show of ass-shaking greatness, and of course greene, for risking your life to bring me...and giving me a fantastic scenic ride through n.o. lol). it made me realize how much i lovvvvveeee to perform and how much i missed being on stage. and how slippery the riverside centroplex's stage is (god bless hairspray on toe shoes). but nevertheless, they had good hot dogs and i had a good time.
may a horrible, grotesque death be bestowed upon the author of the great big doorstep. marc milam and his ingenious ideas. whatever. after this weekend my life shall be reintroduced to society. the show will be this coming weekend. don't come. please.
so farewell my friends. until we meet again.
much has happened in the last couple of weeks, the dominant being FUCKIN' 3-11 DAY, which kicked some major ass. i think my subconscious reason for not posting is that 311 left me so speechless that i didn't even have the inclination to even attempt to put the experience into words, and as a metter of fact, i still don't. SO if you didn't go-too bad, so sad. whatever your excuse is, it isn't good enough. you missed a legendary show. i send you my sympathy. not to mention, zack AND NICK HEXUM were at the house of blues afterwards, up-close-and-personal. zack rocked, and nick, well, he was just there, which was good enough for me. three feet away from the lead singer of one of the greatest bands of our time...it was inspirational lol. and listening to and conversating (sort of) with zack was pretty cool, too. enough said about 311 day. i'd hate to spoil it with my shitty attempted description.
i danced at a dance competition this weekend (thank you beyonce for inspiring me with your live show of ass-shaking greatness, and of course greene, for risking your life to bring me...and giving me a fantastic scenic ride through n.o. lol). it made me realize how much i lovvvvveeee to perform and how much i missed being on stage. and how slippery the riverside centroplex's stage is (god bless hairspray on toe shoes). but nevertheless, they had good hot dogs and i had a good time.
may a horrible, grotesque death be bestowed upon the author of the great big doorstep. marc milam and his ingenious ideas. whatever. after this weekend my life shall be reintroduced to society. the show will be this coming weekend. don't come. please.
so farewell my friends. until we meet again.