I've been super busy lately. I ran into John on the bus, and we both spoke of our ridiculously busy lives. I had a really rare night last night where I didn't have to do anything (mostly because I thought I was going to a meeting, and then it was cancelled, like the previous night), so Ray and I sat at home and I made dinner (spaghetti and garlic rolls) and we watched tv and went to bed at 9:30. My body felt so rested I woke up at 7:30. Of course, I stayed in bed until almost 10 fading in and out of dreams where Camelot (the show at the 5th right now) was rewritten into some really weird sci-fi play, and was absolutely horrible (not that it isn't already... you know when they make fun of musicals on the simpsons? Yeah, it's like that, but with Michael York).
Part of this busy-ness involves the band recording our first full length. It's sort of a crazy nightmare, but I think it'll turn out good. It'll be out on happy happy birthday to me records in the fall.
Today is exactly 1 month to my 21st birthday. Keep the dates May 4th and 5th open. There's supposed to be a 21+ show on the 4th, but I sort of slacked on contacting clubs, and most everyone is booked up. There may just be some barhopping or maybe I'd reserve the "trophy room" at Shorties or something. I'll keep people posted, if anyone cares. May 5th is definitely a show at Atlas with the reformed Suretoss (with Ray on guitar), Garden Variety Tsar (solo set from Tall Chris), Jordan Michelman (from my band... first solo set in like 4 or 5 years I think) and Graham maybe (note to Graham - are you still in for this?), and possibly one of my favorite pop bands from Seattle, if I can talk them into it. It'll be like $5 and a benefit for Atlas. Then there will probably be some hill bar hopping afterwards.
I've been sitting at my desk for an hour and a half, and I've accomplished very, very little. The rest of my day will probably be spent on another computer getting paid to use myspace (not in any sketchy way... I got hired out to do online promo stuff for my boss' brother). The guy in the office next to me keeps making honking noises when he blows his nose.
I've seen Racetrack 36 times (I just counted, thanks to their extensive list of past shows, though, they missed one Meghan solo show at my house in Bellingham, because Jackson wasn't there, which brings me up to 37). Can you beat that? Before Racetrack, I'd seen Peter Parker the most at 22.
How many times have you seen the band that you've seen the most?
I am totally fucking cranky today. I woke up, remembering that I can't find my deposit check and hence, have no money until I find it. I have this gross lack of caffeine/too much casa feeling last night that had I no memory of last night, I would have thought I was dancing on tables drunk. (I didn't drink at all yesterday.)
However, going to work is the least of my problems, because at least I'll get out of the house and away from the cat, who is currently making me very angry, and I like cats. A lot.
Good things on the list: - my mom is going to pay me to stay at her house and watch the cats and eat food and watch on demand. - i have a new, completely rad racetrack shirt that I'm wearing today, and I had no idea that they were even making them until I saw carlene wearing one last night. - I was at the humboldt house last night, and that's always a good thing. (sorry to those who wanted a ride, it was sort of a last minute thing.) - ginger peach tea. Enough said.
Ray just did the stupidest thing ever. It was hi-larious. Now I am eating shortbread dough and it is good. Joe and Kagan came to the rescue. I can see Joe's legs dangling off the roof. Now all is good.
Today is a quick jaunt up to Bellingham to suck it up and get the last of my stuff. Give me a call if you want to: 1) help me pack up/load up some stuff (I will love you forever) 2) meet me for a burrito after said stuff is packed (I haven't been to casa in forever, plus I'm bringing ray, and you know, it's the food of his people and he's never been to the 'ham) 3) do something else that happens to fit into our tight itinerary.
19 is officially an awkward age. Nothing really that exciting about it, especially since I'm not allowed to drink in Canada.
Today is dismal in weather, and my dad has already yelled at me. However, it is pretty fun to charge and load my ipod in its new dock, and I'm sure olympia will be fun on Friday with my new itrip. Other fun things that were gifts but haven't arrived yet are a holga 35mm camera, and a big red purse with fallopian tubes painted on it. I think I'm going to go treat myself to that awesome pink coat that I found in ballard, as I will be there already for several reasons- work, spending my sonic boom gift certificate, having coffee with kitri.
Alright, now I have to go work two jobs on my birthday. Woohoo.
Surprise, surprise. I don't have a decemberists ticket and it's sold out. I just got the confirmation that I could get work off like 5 seconds ago (i sort of shot myself in the foot by telling one of the two people that could cover for me about the show, and now she's going). Does anyone by chance have an extra ticket? Worse comes to worse, I know the showbox will release a few tickets last minute, and I could stand in line all day on Friday. Anyone?
There has to be something going on tonight, right? I think I need to have human contact with people, and spend a day not in a cafe with a book and my ipod.
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I think I'm coming home tonight. I'm having a little tiny crisis, and need to be around people I love. I'll be in around 6:30. Is there anything fun happening in Seattle tonight that I should be aware of?
my roomates are watching undercover brother in the next room
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I didn't get the t-mobile job. I can't help but be a little bummed out, because I really tried super hard for it. I rarely jump through that many hoops to work at a job that will eat my soul. I guess the price of my soul is $10/h and health benefits. Oh well. I had a job interview at a watch kiosk in the mall yesterday, totally randomly. I don't really want the job, but hell, a job's a job. My bullshit skills are excellent.
My mom offered for me to move home, but I just can't do that yet. Sometimes it seems to make more sense, but I just don't know.
I guess there's a new pool hall in Bellingham that is doing shows a few nights a week. I went to drop off a resume today, and I guess he's not looking for a booker now, but wants to start an all ages venue, and when he does, he said I'll be the first person he's going to call.
Tonight Saeta is playing at the UCH. If you're in town, I highly suggest going.
Oh yeah, and if you happen to be obsessed with a certain former lead singer of a certain very popular indie band that now has a solo record out that's named like it were a country, maybe you should come up and see him play in Bellingham on Friday. It's a free show, and I'd certainly like the company.
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