New Hampshire gave me a good part of my heart back!
~^*The trip up to good ol' NH this past weekend was most definitely worth it! {Although I could have done without Jeremy's 4 hours of hippie jam music and his criticisms of my driving. And yes, YOU'RE WELCOME for the ride! Some people! Now, by no means do I hate jam music, but when I let you put in music and that's all you listen to, do NOT have the audacity to critique my driving and not thank me for the ride. Oh yeah, and thanks for just inviting one of YOUR friends along at the last minute!} Aaaaaaaaaanywho, it was a most sexcellent weekend at the best place on earth. I got to see the illustrious band known as Spider Gates {SICK, I tell ya!}, unfortunately, I missed Raising Kubrick {because I was in dire need of food at that point- but I still got one of their ghetto fabulous matchbooks with their name written on it}, and saw the boys of 8th Grade Rock strut their schtuff and flex their musical muscles! You all sounded and looked fantabulous! Many a picture were taken!*^~
~^*Shoutouts to all of my beautiful people that I was fortunate enough to see! Chase, Krystle, Sheila, Carolyn, Marisa, Paul, Chauncey {I tried to call you on Saturday, but couldn't reach anyone and didn't get an answering machine}, Steve~o, Mikey B {the shrine WILL be erected}, Kosko, Buddha {you look maaaahvelous}, Zach, Carrie, Chris DeGeorge, Beckola, Layla, KELL X~X~X!, Sean Walsh Daddy, John Muthafuckin' Williams and his elusiv brother, Pete, Dave Pottle, Matty Sousa {1, 2!}, Anthony, Shaun Hand, Paul, Evan {Fire and Ice....yeah, it was a strange sensation being able to breathe out of every hole in my head!}, Bonad in one of his trademark textured shirts, Bombs over Bagtaz {in all your catty wompous glory!}, Corey and Dude, Nate {still cute as ever! Work it! Work it!}, Weldon, Phil, Robbie, J~Lew, Omar, Pickle, Tal, and last {but certainly not least!} the mallet man himself: BRUCE! You are one bitchingly rad friend!*^~
~^*Kimbaliyah reverted to her "stoner" ways for just a little while, as she got baked with the beautiful metal kids and then again with the old roommie. {Yeah, I'm pretty sure that the intense munchies that Krystle and I endured caused me to gain back all of the weight I had lost! Ce'st la vie.} We laughed until it hurt. Somewhere in my stoned actions I lost my camera, or so I thought. Turns out it had just been left on the floor of Sawmill 15 under someone's coat for a few days. My, how entertaining those pictures shall be!*^~
~^*I had to drive Krystle's Sebring through the ice storm on Saturday night. Scary shit! She wasn't really in a position to be driving, so I took the wheel of her new beast! Damn, you wanna talk about limited vision?! My old Firebird's got NOTHIN' on her car.*^~
~^*We made an obligatory trip up to Keene on Saturday. It wouldn't be a trip to NH without a stop at the best used music store EVER: Turn It Up. It seems that they are now rather open about their business of dealing bootlegs. {Excuse me, "imports." They don't use the b~word there, or that's what one of the employees tells me!} Kyle had brought a couple of Ani ones and a Tori one to campus the night before. I wish I had gotten to him before you other guys did! I am oh~so~jealous.*^~
~^*On Sunday I had to dig the poor Mint Julep out from under the snow and ice. Well, I finally was able to do that, only to have the FPC guys plow me into my parking space! {Yeah, they got holy snow and ice up there!} What a trip that was, trying to get my car out! Thanks girls. You're the best!*^~
~^*I showed off pictures of Dave. They seemed impressed {and rightfully so! Tye always asks me if he ever modeled.} In the words of Sheila, "You date the hottest guys!" Aaaaaaw, thanks, babuh! I must say, FPC had its fair show of eye candy, and still does from what I understand! It's all about finding yourself a nice, wholesome music whore. You can't go too wrong with them!*^~
~^*It seems that I always forget to do something or see someone or say good~bye to certain people whenever I go up there. Please don't take offense to it. I try, really I do. I think I need to work out a time management schedule for the next time I head up that way.*^~
~^*I guess that's about it. A "taboo" post is surely in the near future for those of you on my friends list! ;) *^~
~^*Shoutouts to all of my beautiful people that I was fortunate enough to see! Chase, Krystle, Sheila, Carolyn, Marisa, Paul, Chauncey {I tried to call you on Saturday, but couldn't reach anyone and didn't get an answering machine}, Steve~o, Mikey B {the shrine WILL be erected}, Kosko, Buddha {you look maaaahvelous}, Zach, Carrie, Chris DeGeorge, Beckola, Layla, KELL X~X~X!, Sean Walsh Daddy, John Muthafuckin' Williams and his elusiv brother, Pete, Dave Pottle, Matty Sousa {1, 2!}, Anthony, Shaun Hand, Paul, Evan {Fire and Ice....yeah, it was a strange sensation being able to breathe out of every hole in my head!}, Bonad in one of his trademark textured shirts, Bombs over Bagtaz {in all your catty wompous glory!}, Corey and Dude, Nate {still cute as ever! Work it! Work it!}, Weldon, Phil, Robbie, J~Lew, Omar, Pickle, Tal, and last {but certainly not least!} the mallet man himself: BRUCE! You are one bitchingly rad friend!*^~
~^*Kimbaliyah reverted to her "stoner" ways for just a little while, as she got baked with the beautiful metal kids and then again with the old roommie. {Yeah, I'm pretty sure that the intense munchies that Krystle and I endured caused me to gain back all of the weight I had lost! Ce'st la vie.} We laughed until it hurt. Somewhere in my stoned actions I lost my camera, or so I thought. Turns out it had just been left on the floor of Sawmill 15 under someone's coat for a few days. My, how entertaining those pictures shall be!*^~
~^*I had to drive Krystle's Sebring through the ice storm on Saturday night. Scary shit! She wasn't really in a position to be driving, so I took the wheel of her new beast! Damn, you wanna talk about limited vision?! My old Firebird's got NOTHIN' on her car.*^~
~^*We made an obligatory trip up to Keene on Saturday. It wouldn't be a trip to NH without a stop at the best used music store EVER: Turn It Up. It seems that they are now rather open about their business of dealing bootlegs. {Excuse me, "imports." They don't use the b~word there, or that's what one of the employees tells me!} Kyle had brought a couple of Ani ones and a Tori one to campus the night before. I wish I had gotten to him before you other guys did! I am oh~so~jealous.*^~
~^*On Sunday I had to dig the poor Mint Julep out from under the snow and ice. Well, I finally was able to do that, only to have the FPC guys plow me into my parking space! {Yeah, they got holy snow and ice up there!} What a trip that was, trying to get my car out! Thanks girls. You're the best!*^~
~^*I showed off pictures of Dave. They seemed impressed {and rightfully so! Tye always asks me if he ever modeled.} In the words of Sheila, "You date the hottest guys!" Aaaaaaw, thanks, babuh! I must say, FPC had its fair show of eye candy, and still does from what I understand! It's all about finding yourself a nice, wholesome music whore. You can't go too wrong with them!*^~
~^*It seems that I always forget to do something or see someone or say good~bye to certain people whenever I go up there. Please don't take offense to it. I try, really I do. I think I need to work out a time management schedule for the next time I head up that way.*^~
~^*I guess that's about it. A "taboo" post is surely in the near future for those of you on my friends list! ;) *^~