Who's Counting Anyway?: The Eighth Month

Current mood:

stoked

summer in chicago is awesome. august officially ripped!

aug 1 - aug 6th: lots of swimming with j.misfit on the guest pass. many pancakes, homemade pizza with teese cheese, and hommus was consumed. also got down on some serious indian buffet. first time indulging in that type of cuisine and anxious to hit it up again.

aug 6th - walking across the street, in the crosswalk, almost got hit by a crazy girl in a bmw. some guy in minivan, up on two wheels, eating pizza and driving at the same time, hollering out the driver's side window pointing with his pizza. "you fucked up!" points to me and my friend. "no you two are cool. she fucked up!" then yells "you fucked up!" again at the girl and stares her down while he completes his turn.

blitz road trip to milwaukee for a house party/basement show. people in milwaukee seemed cool. said hello to people i knew from around in carbondale who have since relocated north, had a fun time catching up with east coast friends, but mostly socialized with milwaukee people i didn't know.

bands i saw in the basement included used kids, sex advice, hunchback and ergs! lots of dancing with cute sweaty east coast boys (again!). much beer was spilled, and even more was consumed.

hit up pizza shuttle, a photo booth, and a nap at a truck stop on the way back to chicago. grateful i had the forsight to arrange not having to go in to work the next day.

aug 7th - mauled by tigers fest kick off basement show at peopleprojects. highlight sets include leftie loosie, hunchback, used kids, and ergs! again more singing along and dancing with cute sweaty east coast boys!

also ran into a boy who was selling books for microcosm. he looked so familiar to me but i couldn't place him, so i went to talk to him. as soon as he told me he was from bloomington, indiana, i immediately recognized him as a member of a band called jerk alert i saw at a house party back in december and established myself as some crazy girl who would remember something so miniscule from such a while ago. he introduced himself as steven and made me want to divert my eyes and bite my lower lip.

i hit up the merch table and bought two t-shirts, got some pins, stickers, and an ergs! koozy. i orinigally bought the very last one...neon green. but i ended up trading mike hunchback for his camo one.

after the show, i headed up to the alley with j hunchback and paddy was there with a liter of canada dry. i approached him and said surely that's not all that's in there! he replied of course not and handed it to me. j and i ran into a boy named danny! who said i was attractive and should go try to bum some cigarettes off of some of the boys who were standing around in the alley. i thought this dude must be wasted b/c hardly anyone ever tells me i'm attractive. but i got some cigarettes and the three of us stood around telling jokes and laughing and really hitting it off. danny and i traded info before j and i left to meet up with the misfit, nato, and (a different) danny at arturo's for some serious burritos.

after burritos i drove j to johnny's house on north ave and said goodnight and headed home. finally went to bed at 530am.

fri 8-8-08 woke up for work at 725am. went to the beat kitchen to see black rainbow, chinese telephones, and screaming females. holy shit! i think they might be my new favorite band. they totally turned it up and that little girl can fucking shreeeeed! i bought one of the one-of-a-kind posters. i left before the arrivals played because i was exhausted. steven was there selling books again. i said hello and we talked briefly.

sat 8-9-09 tattoooooooooooos! shit is done filled in, fool!

8/10 went to ronny's for more mauled by tigers. bands i saw included sex advice and conniption fits. i don't know the names of the other two i saw. i left before das kapital b/c a migraine was coming on. before the show, i sat at the bar with nato and watched the swimming trials.

8/10 - 8/14 stayed up way too late to watch olympic coverage. i am still AMPED from the swimming competition! those images of jason lezak running down the french anchoring that relay will forever be ingrained in my mind, not to mention to sheer exhiliration on everyone's faces that results in such an upset! i cannot believe the amount of water he was moving from the underwater footage. phelps is swimming amazing, rebecca soni stepped it up balls out in that 200 breaststroke, natalie coughlin repeated gold in the 100m back, and ryan lochte wins his first individual gold in 200m back and makes my heart beat faster!

friday 8/15 - took midnight bus to stl, mom came and picked me up. slept upstairs in my bro's room with weinus dog. holy shit, who did i not see on this trip?

sat 8/16 - went to karen's house in south city for her 30th birthday. everybody was having a good time, everybody was getting wasted! she had purchased an entire 60lb. pig at soulard and had it spinning slowly on a giant skewer. also on hand was a veg grill, vegan side dishes, desserts in the form of cupcakes iced like little pigs! a keg of bud and a kiddie pool full of soda and water. i saw lots of people i swam with in high school who i hadn't seen since then. there was washers and octo-bong, which unfortunately didn't see any action.

this is karen by the gus' pretzels:

laurie made some cupcakes shaped like pigs!

my sis and i left the party around 815pm and i went to off broadway to attend a free show sponsored by pbr and featuring clownelvis, burlesque marionettes and fire-breathers. also the livers, humanoids, and trip daddys. i saw krissy, pat, lew, gabe, darren, ron and angie, jimmy j, whipfler. oh my god! i ran into truesdale. i'm glad that kid is alive. i ran across the parking lot and gave him a giant hug. he was rolling around in a new cheese-mobile, looking full time scumbag, over time hustla!

i rather enjoyed off broadway. the ceiling was high, the place was clean, but not without character. oh, and smoking is not allowed indoors there. they also had rigged a little (i'm talking maybe twelve inches), black and white tv with rabbit ear attenae tuned to nbc for the olymipc broadcast. i watched the final phelps relay with a few other people! i was confident of the americans in that relay, but it was still fun to see him reach the eight golds in a single games!

one complaint....there were A LOT of dumbass boys acting like idiots at the show. i bet those bastards think that leatherface is ONLY some scary guy from the movies!

after the set, i took a poster from the wall and hit up the merch booth for a humanoids t-shirt. its crazy bright yellow and needs to spin in the dryer once to shrink a little. but i am reppin' that shit hard. also got a huge hug from clarkson sr. he is looking good! like he's working out. he said he hadn't been, but his arms looked really defined. maybe its all the running around by the stage and throwing of beers.

here's some pics from that show:

dave eating gabe's polar bear cub shirt:

holy shit! this dude was passed out at off broadway and was drooling:

krissy and me at the end of the night (gabe double-fisting on the right!):

clarkson (sr.) looking good! (X2) (clarkson jr. is cute, too!):

sunday 8/17 - went to brunch with my sis and dad. got a delicious and satisfying veggie/hommus wrap and enjoyed their company. rather uneventful return to chicago that afternoon.

wed 8/20 - enrolled in school after a math pre-req scare. luckily my transcripts from siu came through and i was allowed in! start physics on monday! i am excited.

thurs 8/21 - actual email b/n my sister and me:

yeah it was pretty funny! our main concern wasn't whose it was. she just wanted to know how much was in it---that little 10 pound dog can't eat a ton of weed and expect to live. but i guess there wasn't much in it...he survived.

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: SQZ
Date: Aug 20, 2008 10:46 PM

oh my god!!!!

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Sally
Date: Aug 20, 2008 10:17 PM

mom found him eating a baggy of weed. haha. she was yelling at scott and his friends at like 645 in the morning and it seems that it was no one's weed and no one knew where it came from. shorty was straight chillin for an entire 24 hours! you should've seen him on the couch this day! mom went in the basement and confiscated three pipes she found in drawers later in the day when they weren't home. she also found condoms in the drawer. scott is bad. :)

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: SQZ
Date: Aug 19, 2008 10:22 PM

how did the dog get high?

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post script about this email: no one overdoses on weed, i.e. no one would have a heart attack or respitory failure from thc, they would just get stoned as fuck and probably freak out! besides, the thc won't activate unless its heated, i.e. smoked or baked into treats.

i think its hilarious that the dog ate an entire bag, though. i remember when our little poodle dog (r.i.p.) got drunk at our grandparents' house in k.c.!

this is what i imagine the dog would look like if he was high (and my sister was, too! HA!)

fri 8/22 - good day at work. came home and decided to treat myself to alice and friends for dinner. went down to thorndale and got some spicy asian cuisine and a very rich piece of chocolate cake.

krissy called when her and pat got out of the weasel show. we met up at deliliah's where the two of them were playing switch-a-roo. krissy was *WASTED* on jameson and pat was rather sober. the bar was way crowded but we found some standing room upstairs and then downstairs by the windows. had a few rounds, great conversation, and amdired the elvis artwork before heading out.

stopped at some obnoxious frat bar to pee and have another round on the walk to the train. when we walked in the door, that oasis song "wonderwall" was playing, and people were dancing hard to it, dudes were playing air guitar, and girls were passionatly singing the lyrics with their eyes closed. lame. pat was joking with us about some guy standing next to us who was trying to steal our hearts. and he told us to be careful when krissy brushed my hair back and stroked my cheek b/c these were the kinds of dudes that would get riled up about an exchange like that b/n two girls! ha!

here's a pic of krissy and pat on the curb outside of deliliah's:

mon 8/25 - "no job?! no prob!!"

was able to rent a van for moving this weekend. mom and dad are coming to help me. the first time they've been up here since i moved eighteen months ago. has it really been that long?

physics class started. fucking sweet. my mind was blown after twenty minutes! i am very much looking forward to learning more! i love school!

thurs 8/28 - all my stuff is packed up. including dishes/kitchen stuff. i went out to get some food (surprise surprise i chose veg chili!). on the walk back home, some kids had soaped the fountains in the sqaure at orrington. there were suds everywhere! and the bubbles kept growing because of the intensity of the water shooting out of the fountain. hilarious!

fri 8/29 - dad came into town with a truck. we went out to get food and rested up for the move on sat.

sat 8/30 - moved ALL day. got back to STL at 815pm, moved everything into the house. went to a hoosier pool party with my sister. this house was bitchin'. the pool was heated and i was so comfortable in the water i could have passed out in it! i did some caaaaanonballs off the diving board, floated in a tube, met some people from K3. here's some pictures:

i wanted my sister to take my picture by the waterfall. this dude came over and grabbed me. his name is mark and he was in the navy and stationed up in great lakes and then san diego. but now lives in jeffco! HA!

then i decided to open my eyes:

my sister and i got sucked into the wallerfall. her hair got wet, and some "little assholes" who were splashing the girls almost died. HAHA!

sun 8/31: grilled out at the homestead with the fam and my bro's girl lauren.

i am a master of the grill! (two of these things are not like the other (note: veggie patties reppin' up on foil!))

then we played a bunch of games as a family. it was a a FURKIN RIOT!!

actual voicemail i received:

"i don't know if you know this, but mark spitz, that olympic swimmer from the 70s, who phelps is trying to break his record...he had a moustache. i guess swimming and moustaches go hand in hand."

actual picture i googled and downloaded after hearing aforementioned voicemail: