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hello livejournal world! this is chicky coming to you live from my bedroom with special guest linds! say hi, linds!
hi, linds!
hahaha. she's crazy. so. our whirlwind tour of the -- is the eastern seaboard the whole coast or just the northeast?
that's a good question. i always thought of it as the whole coast, but not really. like, florida is totally NOT the eastern seaboard.
okay then. um. (LOL)
i love how you are writing EVERYTHING.
yes. yes, i am.
AND saying it out loud as you write it!
yes. yes, i am. (please note: what follows under this cut is not only long, but is very picture-heavy. do not attempt to load on a dialup, or you will want to shoot yourself in the foot and bleed to death. thank you and have a good night.) our journey begins with a wedding and a dream.
WHAT?!
i don't know! doesn't it seem like it should be all, like, deep or some shit?
um......okay.
yeah. so. anyway. let's continue. we started out -- well --
we should start with friday. oh. i can start with friday. so, continental! has these AMAZING snacks. you get peppercorn parmesean cheese spread! oh my GOD!
yeah, and? you said you were starting.
okay. um...chickadee picked me up at the airport, and then we sat in traffic at the airport. but before she picked me up, we were on the cell phones to each other? trying to figure out where i was and where she was? and then we SAW each other, and were all motioning and talking at the same time. and then i pulled the phone away from my ear to mouth something to her.
yeah. that was AWESOME.
i can't believe i was TOTALLY on the phone with you. i could've just said it. ohmyGOD my ass is hanging out. *burp* YES.
WHAT?!?! ....so??
so, then. we went shopping for not-skirts and bought a skirt anyway.
yeah, let's back up here a minute to about an hour and a half before i went to get linds. so, i needed to get new tires, so i went to sears, and while i was wasting time while they were changing my new tires, i went to try on clothes. and ended up buying not one. not two. but THREE skirts. yeah. YEAH. so when i went to get lindsay, i told her that when we went later to try to find clothes for the wedding saturday, i COULD NOT buy any more skirts. ......and then i bought a skirt anyway.
that's right. *burp* (LOL)
dude.
(LOL some more.) so, then chickadee got another skirt and several VERY nice tops, and i got a pretty rope belt that doesn't match ANYTHING i was wearing this weekend, and that i don't need. and drew got a headache. and then we all went to tom sawyer's diner, and looked at a picture of me, looking like a power ranger.
i think we should share that picture with the crowd.
well, it's on my computer at home.
okay, maybe later then. you continue with friday, and i'll take saturday and then we'll share yesterday. sound good?
sounds good. what else did we do friday?
will and grace, and sleep.
well, drew used his ridiculous gps to get to the tom sawyer, and it gave him the wrong address, and we laughed at him.
yeah, that was fun.
elton john threatened to get bitchy.
yeah. that's a good episode. anyway. saturday?
yeah, you were gonna do that.
i know! i just wanted to make sure you were done. geez. some people. okay. so, saturday we got up at the ass-crack of dawn. and we got ready, and we ran late, and left here around 9. we harassed my brother into giving us his ipod adapter and we went to get bagels and coffee, and then we headed out. the drive was okay, we hit a little traffic but nothing major, and the roads were NOTHING compared to what people were freaking out and telling me they would be. so we got into pennsylvania in like, less than two hours (including a stop at a rest area starbucks -- the best invention EVER), and then tried to find the church. that's when we ran into some trouble. we were driving around, following google maps to the t, and suddenly couldn't find the street we were supposed to turn onto. so we stopped at a supermarket and bought an atlas and figured out a way to get there. oh! and jess, on the day of her wedding! texted us to make sure that we would be there on time and knew where we were going and all that. because she's a sweetheart and a dork. and we love her very much.
so. jess and andrew got married, and it was gorgeous, and i teared up the second i saw her in her wedding dress BECAUSE I AM A SAP LIKE THAT, KTHX.
i teared up too. and i gasped!
this is true. okay. maybe i'm not the only sap. anyway. so the ceremony was complicated and masslike which was kind of annoying but nice. and then it started to rain heavier so even though they were giving out bubbles to blow at them when they went out to the limo, we didn't get to use them and instead everyone headed over to the reception hall. which was fucking GORGEOUS. it was like, a huge park. and awesome. and jess seated us with a bunch of her work friends, which was awesome --
especially since one of them was hot.
well, duh. and we ate awesome food and we talked to people and lindsay flirted with a boy....
okay. he made googly eyes at me the WHOLE frickin' time, and it felt kinda nice to have googly eyes made at me. but i didn't do anything weird. i was very very good. because i love my husband.
dude, i didn't say you did anything weird. i just said flirted. dancing all cute and funny equals flirting. okay? good. let's continue.
we never slow danced. that would've been....
duly noted. jess came over to talk to us like, five times, which was fabulous and kind and wonderful and i miss her muchly and she was very happy. and OHMYGOD, her parents were cute.
yay!
yes. so the power went out, and the dj was at a total loss, and linds helped him when they finally got a sirius radio boombox thingamajiggy.
he only has xm! he didn't know the stations. *i* know the stations.
okay. so, as soon as they got the boombox thingy working, the power came back on. but by then we'd pretty much already done a lot of the wedding stuff (the bouquet, the garter, the cake), so all that was left was dancing. so the wedding was winding down early, and linds and i headed out because we were trying to make it to linds' brother's band's performance. wow. that's a lot of apostrophes. are they right?
i think so.
me too. so. pictures from the wedding.
so. we headed out, and the roads were horrible and the traffic sucked, and we didn't even come all that close to making it. but we went into the city anyway (leaving from woodbridge of all places) and we watched some other bands.....okay, linds, WHAT are you doing? folks, linds has been dancing randomly and badly for the last five minutes. what the crap, lady?
i'm dancing like an academy cadet.
dude. dude. just.....dude. so. no! stop it! stop it! stop it! so. anyway. (LOL) um. we went to the venue anyway even though we were late. oh! first we took the path train into the world trade center. and for those of you who haven't done that -- which would be pretty much anyone reading this now -- it's like, INTO the world trade center. which is really disconcerting the first time you do it. and i didn't really prepare linds, so it was very....surreal.
to be fair, there's no way TO prepare somebody to look up INTO the city like that.
especially there. so. we did that and then headed up to the venue and were soaking fucking wet and coooooold by the time we got there. it sucked. but we saw the end of some other lame band's set. i commented that they seemed like one of those snl sketches where horatio is in a boy band, and linds totally agreed. and then we chilled with linds' brother and met some cool groupie-types, and then we got into their tour van with 9 other people.
we should mention the pants.
OHMYGODYES. the pants.
really, there's no explaining. you just have to see.
agreed.
....that's linds' brother, everyone. (ignore the red eye. i mean, he's crazy, but he's not the devil.)
so. we got in the tour van and, after an argument about designated driving, we headed uptown to a karaoke bar. which was packed, so linds, me, chris and laurie (sp?) went to a diner and got food. good food, good conversation, coffee! (always a plus.) and we headed out of the city. but not before catching a few more sexy pictures.
the drive home was uneventful other than the getting soaked and freezing and exposing linds to the distillers --
rock on!
-- and her falling asleep on me. well, not literally ON me. that would've been uncomfortable. but you know what i mean. so we were home by like 3, and we went to sleep. and then it was sunday.
so, we woke up on sunday and it was raining. a LOT. we debated whether northampton was still a good idea, and chicky made about sixteen different plans, each one prefaced by the title "new plan", which was cool.
dude. i like my plans. and each WAS a new plan!
yeah, you never did just go "old plan".
no. no, i didn't.
but what we ended up doing was getting more bagels and coffee --
well, first, we went back to sleep for an hour.
because when in doubt, go back to bed. *then*, bagels and coffee. then we came back here, and watched barney be a hippie!
dude. best show EVER.
EVAR. and then we watched grilled foot.
dude. second best episode EVER.
EVAR. and we didn't *touch* the new york times that chicky had bought. except then i touched it, with my finger, and said, "touch touch touch". um. and then we headed out directly into the storm. and chicky had about six nervous breakdowns on the merritt parkway. for which i totally DO NOT blame her. because water was pooling, and it was raining pretty hard, and people are idiots.
dear drivers. please, when it is pouring torrentially and there is serious pooling on roads, do not climb up on the ass of someone driving a car which is about two inches off the ground. love, chicky.
so we, um, stopped to regroup at the mall in trumbull. and, once the uh, rain had lifted a little bit, we headed back out. of course, the rain was moving north, so we headed back out right back into the storm.
yeah. that was fun. i dunno, it was scary, and it sucked, and people were really retarded. but it was okay. i mean, it was driving and it was....what it was. so then we got to northampton in one piece. and about ten miles from the massachusetts border -- which, for those of you keeping score at home, makes that the 5th state we hit this weekend -- i came up with the brilliant idea of us taking pictures of the insane lack of visibility. so linds pulled out the camera and we took pictures.
including the requisite shot of us in the car looking like idiots.....which goes a little something like this.
and as we pulled into noho, the rain had pretty much stopped. well, it was misting but the roads had calmed down, and the torrentialness was gone. so it was nice. and we decided to drive up to smith and drove down kensington and through the quad and took pictures of good ol' martha wilson, and then we got down to green street and decided to park and walk around. so we took the following pictures on smith campus.
and some that deserve to be captioned.
linds reading a very serious journal article.
me, pensive, looking out at the pond.
i can't believe i'm letting her make me post this, but i DID say she could pick any picture of me. so.
pouting in front of the empty fountain in the science quad.
me in front of the gamut. i actually don't hate this picture.
for those of you who ever wondered what i look like from behind.
they did NOT have this book on musical film in josten when i was here!
why is there a juilliard dustjacket in josten? weird!
so that was our wandering around smith. we decided to take the car back down into town, and we had already decided (as yet another new plan!) to go see thank you for smoking at pleasant street. because, well, it's pleasant street, and linds hadn't seen it and i KNEW would love it, and so we did. we parked right around the corner from pleasant street and we went to taipei and tokyo so that linds could get scallion pancakes and we ordered way too much food and didn't even eat half of it and we went to the movie. and we took the following pictures.
linds insisted on taking a picture of me drinking tea. so this was that picture.
and then we drove around a while longer, stopped at grampy's to get gas and various necessities for the drive home --
and i pumped the gas --
yes, she did, the sweetheart. we bought coffee gum, small sticks of cheese, cloves -- seriously, necessities. and we got coffee at dunkin' donuts, and we drove past the iron horse and drove down to holyoke and then we headed home. and i almost fell asleep three times at least on the way home. but we made it, and i almost cried, and i was so tired i don't think i was speaking english anymore.
no. you were speaking, though. even after you fell asleep, you were still speaking. but not english. but you did make really cute little whimpery noises.
hush. so, yeah. we went to sleep. and it was good. and we didn't wake up today until 9am. at which point we were still tired, and punchy, and people pissed me off from like, the first five minutes i was working (did i mention i'm working right now??). so, of course, we busted the camera back out. well, mostly because linds was crazy and....
what started that?
yeah, i have no idea anymore. which makes it better!
maybe we should look at the first picture and figure it out.
oh, yeah. that's what it was. so we took some pictures of us being hysterical....and it all just went downhill from there.
that finger is totally there on purpose, y'all.
heh heh, linds' foot is fondling my nipple.
this is fluffalo. he had a GOOD night.
because i KNOW you wanted to see inside my nose, y'all.
THIS IS MY ART, BITCHES.
the sad part is, we're not stoned. even though this may look like it.
and you have to say that i went to the bathroom, and this is what you did.
yeah. she's right, folks. this is what i did.
but then she came back and wanted to take a picture of me eating my muffin. SO WE DID.
she was eating her very own muffin, y'all. i know YOU wish you could eat your own muffin.
ahem. so that was that. and then we started writing this about two hours ago, and now we're done!
oh! we also watched napoleon dynamite. and you wanted to post those pictures of you in your dress.
fuck. yeah, i did.
that's it. the rest are crap.
so i will shortly bring my linds to the airport, and then she will depart, and forevermore, we will have the joy that is this journal entry (and our many other pictures, but whatever) to commemorate this special (crazy!) occasion.
mwah and hugs to all!
~chicky and linds.
hi, linds!
hahaha. she's crazy. so. our whirlwind tour of the -- is the eastern seaboard the whole coast or just the northeast?
that's a good question. i always thought of it as the whole coast, but not really. like, florida is totally NOT the eastern seaboard.
okay then. um. (LOL)
i love how you are writing EVERYTHING.
yes. yes, i am.
AND saying it out loud as you write it!
yes. yes, i am. (please note: what follows under this cut is not only long, but is very picture-heavy. do not attempt to load on a dialup, or you will want to shoot yourself in the foot and bleed to death. thank you and have a good night.) our journey begins with a wedding and a dream.
WHAT?!
i don't know! doesn't it seem like it should be all, like, deep or some shit?
um......okay.
yeah. so. anyway. let's continue. we started out -- well --
we should start with friday. oh. i can start with friday. so, continental! has these AMAZING snacks. you get peppercorn parmesean cheese spread! oh my GOD!
yeah, and? you said you were starting.
okay. um...chickadee picked me up at the airport, and then we sat in traffic at the airport. but before she picked me up, we were on the cell phones to each other? trying to figure out where i was and where she was? and then we SAW each other, and were all motioning and talking at the same time. and then i pulled the phone away from my ear to mouth something to her.
yeah. that was AWESOME.
i can't believe i was TOTALLY on the phone with you. i could've just said it. ohmyGOD my ass is hanging out. *burp* YES.
WHAT?!?! ....so??
so, then. we went shopping for not-skirts and bought a skirt anyway.
yeah, let's back up here a minute to about an hour and a half before i went to get linds. so, i needed to get new tires, so i went to sears, and while i was wasting time while they were changing my new tires, i went to try on clothes. and ended up buying not one. not two. but THREE skirts. yeah. YEAH. so when i went to get lindsay, i told her that when we went later to try to find clothes for the wedding saturday, i COULD NOT buy any more skirts. ......and then i bought a skirt anyway.
that's right. *burp* (LOL)
dude.
(LOL some more.) so, then chickadee got another skirt and several VERY nice tops, and i got a pretty rope belt that doesn't match ANYTHING i was wearing this weekend, and that i don't need. and drew got a headache. and then we all went to tom sawyer's diner, and looked at a picture of me, looking like a power ranger.
i think we should share that picture with the crowd.
well, it's on my computer at home.
okay, maybe later then. you continue with friday, and i'll take saturday and then we'll share yesterday. sound good?
sounds good. what else did we do friday?
will and grace, and sleep.
well, drew used his ridiculous gps to get to the tom sawyer, and it gave him the wrong address, and we laughed at him.
yeah, that was fun.
elton john threatened to get bitchy.
yeah. that's a good episode. anyway. saturday?
yeah, you were gonna do that.
i know! i just wanted to make sure you were done. geez. some people. okay. so, saturday we got up at the ass-crack of dawn. and we got ready, and we ran late, and left here around 9. we harassed my brother into giving us his ipod adapter and we went to get bagels and coffee, and then we headed out. the drive was okay, we hit a little traffic but nothing major, and the roads were NOTHING compared to what people were freaking out and telling me they would be. so we got into pennsylvania in like, less than two hours (including a stop at a rest area starbucks -- the best invention EVER), and then tried to find the church. that's when we ran into some trouble. we were driving around, following google maps to the t, and suddenly couldn't find the street we were supposed to turn onto. so we stopped at a supermarket and bought an atlas and figured out a way to get there. oh! and jess, on the day of her wedding! texted us to make sure that we would be there on time and knew where we were going and all that. because she's a sweetheart and a dork. and we love her very much.
so. jess and andrew got married, and it was gorgeous, and i teared up the second i saw her in her wedding dress BECAUSE I AM A SAP LIKE THAT, KTHX.
i teared up too. and i gasped!
this is true. okay. maybe i'm not the only sap. anyway. so the ceremony was complicated and masslike which was kind of annoying but nice. and then it started to rain heavier so even though they were giving out bubbles to blow at them when they went out to the limo, we didn't get to use them and instead everyone headed over to the reception hall. which was fucking GORGEOUS. it was like, a huge park. and awesome. and jess seated us with a bunch of her work friends, which was awesome --
especially since one of them was hot.
well, duh. and we ate awesome food and we talked to people and lindsay flirted with a boy....
okay. he made googly eyes at me the WHOLE frickin' time, and it felt kinda nice to have googly eyes made at me. but i didn't do anything weird. i was very very good. because i love my husband.
dude, i didn't say you did anything weird. i just said flirted. dancing all cute and funny equals flirting. okay? good. let's continue.
we never slow danced. that would've been....
duly noted. jess came over to talk to us like, five times, which was fabulous and kind and wonderful and i miss her muchly and she was very happy. and OHMYGOD, her parents were cute.
yay!
yes. so the power went out, and the dj was at a total loss, and linds helped him when they finally got a sirius radio boombox thingamajiggy.
he only has xm! he didn't know the stations. *i* know the stations.
okay. so, as soon as they got the boombox thingy working, the power came back on. but by then we'd pretty much already done a lot of the wedding stuff (the bouquet, the garter, the cake), so all that was left was dancing. so the wedding was winding down early, and linds and i headed out because we were trying to make it to linds' brother's band's performance. wow. that's a lot of apostrophes. are they right?
i think so.
me too. so. pictures from the wedding.
so. we headed out, and the roads were horrible and the traffic sucked, and we didn't even come all that close to making it. but we went into the city anyway (leaving from woodbridge of all places) and we watched some other bands.....okay, linds, WHAT are you doing? folks, linds has been dancing randomly and badly for the last five minutes. what the crap, lady?
i'm dancing like an academy cadet.
dude. dude. just.....dude. so. no! stop it! stop it! stop it! so. anyway. (LOL) um. we went to the venue anyway even though we were late. oh! first we took the path train into the world trade center. and for those of you who haven't done that -- which would be pretty much anyone reading this now -- it's like, INTO the world trade center. which is really disconcerting the first time you do it. and i didn't really prepare linds, so it was very....surreal.
to be fair, there's no way TO prepare somebody to look up INTO the city like that.
especially there. so. we did that and then headed up to the venue and were soaking fucking wet and coooooold by the time we got there. it sucked. but we saw the end of some other lame band's set. i commented that they seemed like one of those snl sketches where horatio is in a boy band, and linds totally agreed. and then we chilled with linds' brother and met some cool groupie-types, and then we got into their tour van with 9 other people.
we should mention the pants.
OHMYGODYES. the pants.
really, there's no explaining. you just have to see.
agreed.
....that's linds' brother, everyone. (ignore the red eye. i mean, he's crazy, but he's not the devil.)
so. we got in the tour van and, after an argument about designated driving, we headed uptown to a karaoke bar. which was packed, so linds, me, chris and laurie (sp?) went to a diner and got food. good food, good conversation, coffee! (always a plus.) and we headed out of the city. but not before catching a few more sexy pictures.
the drive home was uneventful other than the getting soaked and freezing and exposing linds to the distillers --
rock on!
-- and her falling asleep on me. well, not literally ON me. that would've been uncomfortable. but you know what i mean. so we were home by like 3, and we went to sleep. and then it was sunday.
so, we woke up on sunday and it was raining. a LOT. we debated whether northampton was still a good idea, and chicky made about sixteen different plans, each one prefaced by the title "new plan", which was cool.
dude. i like my plans. and each WAS a new plan!
yeah, you never did just go "old plan".
no. no, i didn't.
but what we ended up doing was getting more bagels and coffee --
well, first, we went back to sleep for an hour.
because when in doubt, go back to bed. *then*, bagels and coffee. then we came back here, and watched barney be a hippie!
dude. best show EVER.
EVAR. and then we watched grilled foot.
dude. second best episode EVER.
EVAR. and we didn't *touch* the new york times that chicky had bought. except then i touched it, with my finger, and said, "touch touch touch". um. and then we headed out directly into the storm. and chicky had about six nervous breakdowns on the merritt parkway. for which i totally DO NOT blame her. because water was pooling, and it was raining pretty hard, and people are idiots.
dear drivers. please, when it is pouring torrentially and there is serious pooling on roads, do not climb up on the ass of someone driving a car which is about two inches off the ground. love, chicky.
so we, um, stopped to regroup at the mall in trumbull. and, once the uh, rain had lifted a little bit, we headed back out. of course, the rain was moving north, so we headed back out right back into the storm.
yeah. that was fun. i dunno, it was scary, and it sucked, and people were really retarded. but it was okay. i mean, it was driving and it was....what it was. so then we got to northampton in one piece. and about ten miles from the massachusetts border -- which, for those of you keeping score at home, makes that the 5th state we hit this weekend -- i came up with the brilliant idea of us taking pictures of the insane lack of visibility. so linds pulled out the camera and we took pictures.
including the requisite shot of us in the car looking like idiots.....which goes a little something like this.
and as we pulled into noho, the rain had pretty much stopped. well, it was misting but the roads had calmed down, and the torrentialness was gone. so it was nice. and we decided to drive up to smith and drove down kensington and through the quad and took pictures of good ol' martha wilson, and then we got down to green street and decided to park and walk around. so we took the following pictures on smith campus.
and some that deserve to be captioned.
linds reading a very serious journal article.
me, pensive, looking out at the pond.
i can't believe i'm letting her make me post this, but i DID say she could pick any picture of me. so.
pouting in front of the empty fountain in the science quad.
me in front of the gamut. i actually don't hate this picture.
for those of you who ever wondered what i look like from behind.
they did NOT have this book on musical film in josten when i was here!
why is there a juilliard dustjacket in josten? weird!
so that was our wandering around smith. we decided to take the car back down into town, and we had already decided (as yet another new plan!) to go see thank you for smoking at pleasant street. because, well, it's pleasant street, and linds hadn't seen it and i KNEW would love it, and so we did. we parked right around the corner from pleasant street and we went to taipei and tokyo so that linds could get scallion pancakes and we ordered way too much food and didn't even eat half of it and we went to the movie. and we took the following pictures.
linds insisted on taking a picture of me drinking tea. so this was that picture.
and then we drove around a while longer, stopped at grampy's to get gas and various necessities for the drive home --
and i pumped the gas --
yes, she did, the sweetheart. we bought coffee gum, small sticks of cheese, cloves -- seriously, necessities. and we got coffee at dunkin' donuts, and we drove past the iron horse and drove down to holyoke and then we headed home. and i almost fell asleep three times at least on the way home. but we made it, and i almost cried, and i was so tired i don't think i was speaking english anymore.
no. you were speaking, though. even after you fell asleep, you were still speaking. but not english. but you did make really cute little whimpery noises.
hush. so, yeah. we went to sleep. and it was good. and we didn't wake up today until 9am. at which point we were still tired, and punchy, and people pissed me off from like, the first five minutes i was working (did i mention i'm working right now??). so, of course, we busted the camera back out. well, mostly because linds was crazy and....
what started that?
yeah, i have no idea anymore. which makes it better!
maybe we should look at the first picture and figure it out.
oh, yeah. that's what it was. so we took some pictures of us being hysterical....and it all just went downhill from there.
that finger is totally there on purpose, y'all.
heh heh, linds' foot is fondling my nipple.
this is fluffalo. he had a GOOD night.
because i KNOW you wanted to see inside my nose, y'all.
THIS IS MY ART, BITCHES.
the sad part is, we're not stoned. even though this may look like it.
and you have to say that i went to the bathroom, and this is what you did.
yeah. she's right, folks. this is what i did.
but then she came back and wanted to take a picture of me eating my muffin. SO WE DID.
she was eating her very own muffin, y'all. i know YOU wish you could eat your own muffin.
ahem. so that was that. and then we started writing this about two hours ago, and now we're done!
oh! we also watched napoleon dynamite. and you wanted to post those pictures of you in your dress.
fuck. yeah, i did.
that's it. the rest are crap.
so i will shortly bring my linds to the airport, and then she will depart, and forevermore, we will have the joy that is this journal entry (and our many other pictures, but whatever) to commemorate this special (crazy!) occasion.
mwah and hugs to all!
~chicky and linds.