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Last few days = pretty draining but still chill
On weds night i went to SF with sandra, Josh, and Andres to see international noise conspiracy and And you will know us by the trail of the dead at the Fillmore. The opening band was pretty awesome (totally forgot their name, although i do remember they were a french-canadian from montreal). After they finished i decided i wanted a drink, so Andres bought me one. I was kickin' it for a while then this big fucken security guard pulls me aside and to ask me a few questions. Fuck, i was in trouble. After asking me a few questions and realizing i couldn't really say anything to get out of it he walked me out and told all the security guards not to let me back in. My first reaction was to call everyone i knew who could either get me home or who lived nearby. as it turns out everyone was busy, unavailable or out of town. Fuck. I was stranded in SF freezing and with nowhere to go. So i had an idea. I jumped on a bus and went to union square to try to get a new outfit to get back into the fillmore. I get to union square: every fucken store is closed!!! I walk around thinking, " shit WTF am i gonna do." then salvation came in the form of an old lady, her daughter, and their souvenir shop. I bought a shirt a scarf and a beanie, which ended up costing a grand total of $30 (but i talked the lady down to $20. Went to wallgreens for some make up (and waited in line for 20 fucken minutes, then my card ddin't work cause i kept pushin ebt instead of debit cause i'm retarted, put on a shitload of eyeshadow, lipstick and mascara and looked completely different. I caught a cab, bought a ticket from a scalper and got back in to the fillmore. Once inside i won a free cd of the nite's recording met up with sandra and the gang and had an awesome time.
Thrusday sucked, as it usually does, but i ended playin tennis with jake and watchin fireworks at the park, it reminded me of dodgers stadium and being in la.
Friday was all right, one class then work, then concert with raquel. We saw the groovy goolies and (fuck i forgot the other band's name why do i have no memory?). Anywho it was a kickass concert in some obscure park in sac. I got home at around 8:30, got naked and cleaned my room. now i'm just chillin, no one's home and it's kinda nice. i desperately needed some down time. I have no plans for this weekend which kind of rocks. Oh and on a side note, a fucken roach was crawling on my toe as i was writing this. good stuff. I'm gonna go read/dance/write for a while, naked of course just cause i can and cause its warm and cause i'm alone.
i'm out kids
On weds night i went to SF with sandra, Josh, and Andres to see international noise conspiracy and And you will know us by the trail of the dead at the Fillmore. The opening band was pretty awesome (totally forgot their name, although i do remember they were a french-canadian from montreal). After they finished i decided i wanted a drink, so Andres bought me one. I was kickin' it for a while then this big fucken security guard pulls me aside and to ask me a few questions. Fuck, i was in trouble. After asking me a few questions and realizing i couldn't really say anything to get out of it he walked me out and told all the security guards not to let me back in. My first reaction was to call everyone i knew who could either get me home or who lived nearby. as it turns out everyone was busy, unavailable or out of town. Fuck. I was stranded in SF freezing and with nowhere to go. So i had an idea. I jumped on a bus and went to union square to try to get a new outfit to get back into the fillmore. I get to union square: every fucken store is closed!!! I walk around thinking, " shit WTF am i gonna do." then salvation came in the form of an old lady, her daughter, and their souvenir shop. I bought a shirt a scarf and a beanie, which ended up costing a grand total of $30 (but i talked the lady down to $20. Went to wallgreens for some make up (and waited in line for 20 fucken minutes, then my card ddin't work cause i kept pushin ebt instead of debit cause i'm retarted, put on a shitload of eyeshadow, lipstick and mascara and looked completely different. I caught a cab, bought a ticket from a scalper and got back in to the fillmore. Once inside i won a free cd of the nite's recording met up with sandra and the gang and had an awesome time.
Thrusday sucked, as it usually does, but i ended playin tennis with jake and watchin fireworks at the park, it reminded me of dodgers stadium and being in la.
Friday was all right, one class then work, then concert with raquel. We saw the groovy goolies and (fuck i forgot the other band's name why do i have no memory?). Anywho it was a kickass concert in some obscure park in sac. I got home at around 8:30, got naked and cleaned my room. now i'm just chillin, no one's home and it's kinda nice. i desperately needed some down time. I have no plans for this weekend which kind of rocks. Oh and on a side note, a fucken roach was crawling on my toe as i was writing this. good stuff. I'm gonna go read/dance/write for a while, naked of course just cause i can and cause its warm and cause i'm alone.
i'm out kids