Okay. So apologies upfront.
I’ve been super occupied with what seems like a death sentence of extreme nose runs and lack of voice. Pretty sweet right? Shut up.
So Friday, I worked and made loads of cashola and bought myself a house in the virgin islands next to no money. Saturday arrives, and i spend my birthday vouchers. I don’t get how people feel bad handing those things out to you at your birthday party, they’re probably the best anti-gift ever invented.
Saturday NIGHT arrives and I’m all kinds of excited, I haven’t been this excited since my mom found that bear i lost at the drive-in back when i was 4 and had no friends.
Long story short.
Have Heart literally blew my mind into a million different pieces. I never thought a band could effect me with their stage presence and words and overall message as much as they did/have. Patrick Flynn is possibly the most mellow frontman I’ve ever met . I’ve seen small bands from my hometown with egos that far exceed his and they’ve not even had half the success he has.
Okay, wait your getting it all wrong. I’m not that groupie kinda girl, standing in the front mumbling and mouthing words i don’t even know just so people think I’m cool and what not. I’m completely hooked on this band. Was before. Still am now. Watching them live, completed my life. Watching them play their last song and going back home after watching another show of theirs in another city, created a void inside my mind. Ha! You thought i was gonna say Heart. No thanks.
I could fill a whole 40 pages up with “Have Heart” awesome but that would kill it.Why kill something thats never gonna die. Pretty pointless.
So I’m just gonna post a bunch ‘o photos i took of the supporting bands and other things.
Among Friends © Pardonmethanksalot
© Pardonmethanksalot
Shipwreck AD © Pardonmethanksalot
Crossing Point © Pardonmethankslot
City Bowl Mizers © Pardonmethanksalot
yeah alright, I’m done here.
Post.Script:
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Post Post Script: Im really done now, go plait your ‘stache or bleach your facial hairs.
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Okay so ,fuck the flu. I have a sinus headache that were it a earth tremor, Africa would have split by now . You know? Like how they say the earth used to be one big continent and then SHABAM !@#$%!!!!-Ultimate separation. Thank god none of us inhabited earth (supposedly) then.
Open scene:
Mama goes to the shop to buy a loaf ‘o fresh bread, she comes back to find shes been separated from her loving husband and two do-good-er kids by oceans, literally. She then continues to swim across the treacherous tides in efforts to get back home. She gets chewed the fuck up by the jaws of a great white who then decides he doesn’t like white meat and spits her out. Bread loaf floats along endless ocean into an emotional sunset.
End scene.
I may I have an over active imagination, but I’m pretty sure my version beats the history book bullshit.
Oh yeah I Turned 21 on Sunday.
I got a SB-600 speed-light, and a circular polarizing filter and a tripod. My face hurts from smiling.
Oh yeah my mom is boss, She got me a tank girl cake.
Can you say-> Your mom sucks? Oh yes ,thats right , I just trashed your mom.
Post.Script- I would acually consider this as an actual form of getting income.For real.
Oh and I’m watching Have Heart and Shipwreck A.D on Saturday and Sunday so i may not be around. Go visit your gynecologist and get your yeast infection checked out in the meantime. Your friends are just being nice, you smell like rising bread.
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Old will always be the new-NEW
Alright ya’ll so my friend at varsity is the queen mother of losing cellphones.
In all of the three years ive known her shes has lost/broken/eaten/baked a cake with, approx. 10 phones.Im not even kidding.
She usually gets crap phones inbetween her purchase of new ones.
I call these “Limbo Phones”
Okay get this, people actually still make phones like this..
When i say ‘people’ im not even talking about major cellphone manufacturing companies like Nokia or Samsung bla bla bla. Just some weird Japs tryna make a quick buck.
Im pretty sure this phone was made by goat in china…Then branded all over with a network providers name.
Its amazing. I want one in my life.
Post Script: I baked a cake today and i flipped the base outta the tin and this happened.
heart-music-note? The Antichrist?
It smelt like pie.
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International marketing lectures for two hours on a wednesday I should have had off,are amazing. Almost as amazing as the elusive “Porcirrel” my artistic friend drew for me as a birthday present.
Porcirrel (n.) The product of squirrel and porcupine baby making.
I wanna manufacture toys like this one day. And internationally market them. They changed my life.
People are painting my roof. No not the outside of my roof that is exposed to harsh weather conditions,bird shit and leaves, no the inside, right outside my bedroom door and my parents avoided telling me this . Now my brain feels like someone smothered it with turps.
Post.Script :What is up with eyepatches? I saw someone with a patch today and i wanted to scream BOOTY in his direction. What happened to GLASS eyes? Way more aesthatically pleasing and very helpful for selective listening. the person thinks your listening but your actually just resting your glass in their direction.
Arr.
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SHITFUCK! YOUR MOTHERS FACE ON A TRAIN TO NEW MEXICO! FUCKING BULLSHIT CAPITALISTS CHARGING THIER FUCKING RIDIUCULOUS MARKUPS ON GOODS LESS THEN 1/15 OF THE PRICE.
I SHIT ON YOUR WELCOME MAT AND USE YOUR “DISCOUNTS” AS UNDERWEAR….FOR MY DOG!
This is me complaining about money. Ill probably be doing that alot throughout the duration of my life..or so my peers tell me.
That only good green stuff i know is that stuff your parents said was good to get out when you had influenza.(yes influenza).
Yesterday some talk show host was all like “being a stripper is the most powerful job a women can have”. I was like “heck the only powerful thing they have are the thighs they use to grab the poles with or the muscles they usefor that party trick with the ping pong balls shooting out of their hoohoo”
excellent.
I dont like desperate housewives but i watch it. Kinda like how i dont like this toilet ,but really I do and I dream of using it one day.
This toilet will change my life
Post .Script. I hate the way tv presenters speak, someone should punch their unborn children.I wish they were all irish and wore green clothing.Id stay tuned for that.
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You make me hate sobriety
Its EFFING cold! my hands are burning from a mild case of hypothermia and minutes ago ive decided that I am one super indecisive hooker.
I really want a blog, but i have a problem with commitment. it has to be perfect or i throw up or walk away.
I tried the whole tumblr thing, but it reminded me of cheap disney movies filled with pretty pictures and “cute” quotes. And shit if i wanted to be linked to something “cool” i’d hit my stumble button. Thank you assholes.
Tumblr:0
Me:1 Trillion.
CHYA!
Anyway im trying this whole wordpress thing again. it just feels a bunch more uniformed.
Update on my puny life at present: Ive been on vacation from college for the past month.Which is super rad cos i got to go away with the long haired one (no im not lesbian, he just has longer hair then me).
And in addition to that a- trip with the family to a game reserve where i DID NOT see ONE freaking jungle cat!
But i saw a Hare and it changed my life.
oh yeah and i watched an elephant pee…HOLY SHITBAGS people who are into beastiality should get themselves checked out. Or shoot themselves in the Epiglottis. Im pretty certain a female elephant has trouble stomaching that thing. “Stomaching” haha FUCk i’m funny.Not really. but you should just go with it.
I like to call this "emotional sunset" starring my sister.
In other news:
Bruno is the biggest load of homoerotic bullshit i have ever seen in my life. Dont get me wrong my middle name is CRUDE (thats a lie) but that was probably on a whole other level. There was a point i thought i had puked through my nostril when i had to sit through a minute of member meatspinning. But it was just my usual “nose run”.
Tissue please.*PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFSHHH*
(P.S i had to go hospital last week cos of Bronchitis induced asthma (blabla long story- pity party for one) where i saw an old man walking around in his robe with his
derriere on show. That may have been right up there with the meatspinning on the gross scale.
Tuneage: “Hear the Sirens” are the SHIZZ.They have changed my life. Seriously Check them out
NOW!
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