i dreamed i was getting married, it was all taking place at my grandmas house in warren, mi. i was sitting there going through all the cards and checks that were sent in, alot of them being from a Harris family, so I assumed whoever it was i was marrying was a Harris. the family was very generous where as my family and friends weren’t, seeing a couple of checks for amounts like 6.47. i was wandering around the house, super anxiety filled because i didn’t want to be getting married. my aunt was there, but she looked like she did back in 1984. looking out the front window i saw my bridesmaids arriving with my dress all zipped up in a plastic garment bag. they were already dressed and it was horrible. they were wearing black capri pants, and hideous green polo shirts with white cardigans. the maid of honor wore the same but a bright pink shirt. i went out to the garage where they were taking the dress, which was also hideous with lots of lace and other things i’d never wear. my mom was there and i started asking her why i didn’t do any of the planning for my own wedding. i didn’t pick out the outfits or the dress or anything and i didn’t even know who i was marrying. apparently i was marrying my ex uncle (carol’s ex husband). i sat down dreading the whole thing, among my hideously dressed bridesmaids who i didn’t even know – they were complete strangers. ppl said i should be happy i didn’t have to do the planning.
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dream: i was watching and also starring in some new horror movie. i don’t know the name of it, but the basic idea was a group of people go back to an abandoned house, in a mostly abandoned neighborhood where one of their fathers had gone on a serial killing rampage. phill was also in the movie, and had already seen it, and so was telling us what was going to happen. so of course, we didn’t do what we were supposed to do because we didn’t want to all go and get killed. he disappeared at some point and it was all girls in this neighborhood, and alot of people from work. the neighborhood sorta turned into chautauqua, this whole area that we were roaming around waiting for this killer to show up. oh, and it was in philadelphia. we’re going about life, waiting for the killer to turn up, but since we didn’t do what we were supposed to do in the plot we didn’t know when he was going to appear, so it was all very stressful. i guess he did show up and start killing and a bunch of us tried to get away, despite knowing we wouldn’t be able to. i ran for the gate, which was supposed to have some magical spell on it to not let anyone out, or rather to pull people back in if they escaped but i managed to get out before the killer got me. i looked back and saw him killing a few of my coworkers. so i kept running up this big hill trying to find a place to hide, and i saw adr’s brother, tho at first i thought he was the killer. he was going to hide me in his house, but for some reason i started to go back down to the gates. then someone from outside the gates knew how to kill the killer, and released his pet pitbull and told him to attack. so the dog started attacking the killer, and then suddenly i could see from the killers perspective, and his vision was all distorted as part of his serial killer psychosis, and while there was only one dog, he thought there were 5 or 6 dogs all attacking him. he was flailing around trying to defend himself against all these other dogs that didn’t exist. i guess the dog eventually killed the killer.
Ashes Divide @ Water Street
Ashes Divide at Water Street in Rochester.
Opener was a band called Inner Party System from PA. i thought they were pretty good. a very strong club beat, that uhntz uhntz beat, but with guitars and real lyrics – not just a few repeated words. young guys, good stage presence, seemed professional and not just hacks. i bought their EP cuz it was 5$. it’s not bad, but i think they were more interesting live. they played a half hour non stop, one song just went into the next.
eric arrived right before AD started, good timing hah. billy howerdel is SO skinny and alien like but such a good guitarist. he seemed very shy and not used to being the center of attention. he didn’t talk much, introduced the band, mentioned they’d be back for projekt revolution. they sounded good, i really like the album. i would like to say they played all my favourite songs, but they played the entire album so that’s sorta given. 2nd to last song he announced as a cover…and for the life of me could not recognize the song. until the chorus “if you don’t love me now, you will never love me again” and i thought wait, i know that, isn’t that fleetwood mac? yep. it was “chain” except it had to be the most rocked out version of a fleetwood mac song ever. i’ve heard the real song, and honestly i still can’t think that the AD music was the same hahah. if not for the lyrics i’d not have ever recognized it. it was really awesome. who knew fleetwood mac could be cool! 🙂 since they only have one album and it’s rather short i thought he might play some APC but nope. that’s ok. eric yanked a set list
Sword
Enemies
Too Late
Ritual
Stripped
Wish
Forever
Prey
Defamed
Denial
The Chain
Stone
stayed around for a bit after for billy to sign stuff. i realized on my way to the show that we saw APC open for NIN in toronto 8 years ago…EIGHT! jesus! i can’t believe “mer des noms” has been out for 8 years. so i told billy that, for lack of anything else to say when he signed my cd book.
the coldplay ipod commercial bugs me, because is he really TRYING to be bono now? that could BE bono in that commercial. stop it. bad enough you stole edge’s guitar tone.
speaking of bono, i had a strange dream that i was in london with ang, and sometimes cassie was there, sometimes jenn. we were walking around and we were near our hotel when we saw u2 – or at least bono and edge – standing around outside with a bunch of other people. bono asked us if we knew how long the side door of the hotel was going to be closed for. i told him it wasn’t closed when i had been in london last year (ha). he had a bit of attitude with us, which i expressed to cassie, but still thought he looked hot so i forgave him. later on walking around we ran into them again waiting to cross a street. edge was holding a banjo, or ukulele and would randomly play a few notes every now and then. i kept laughing cuz each time it made me think of the banjo version of “vertigo” (http://youtube.com/watch?v=edSOGPYp3xA). then bono was talking about being fat or something, and rubbing his stomach. so i patted/grabbed his stomach to see how fat it was, and i said it was comfortingly chubby. not too fat, but no rock hard abs or anything. he didn’t seem to mind. ha wtf.
also dreamed about terrorists at the casino.
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dream: i was getting ready for some nin fan party. i don’t know if it was something official, or just a gathering of fans who knew each other. trent started texting me about if i was going or not. apparently his super smart iphone could see into my phone, and see into other messages i had sent, and message board posts i had made. he said he liked my screenname, which was something like, leavemealone or some crap. it didn’t make sense. he kept texting me so fast i couldn’t keep up with replies. so i went to this party and it was in a grocery store. you had to pay 57 cents to get into the grocery store and they had security in front to make sure all the customers paid. i had a ticket to this party tho so i gave it to them. trent was there, and suddenly it was like rock of love. there were all these slutty girls sitting around him and fighting. i went over to say hi and he wanted me to sit down but the slutty girls were taking all the chairs from me. then he started talking about tattoos and he pulled up his shirt to show everyone his tattoos. i was like…when the hell did trent start getting tattoos? on his right pec he had this big red coat of arms sheild with the initals KD in ugly midieval gold font. he had another big red coat of arms with his own initials on his side. on the lower left side of his chest he had this chart and the top said “my favourite things we’ve done together” and it was just a list with dates of things he had done with some person like “played catch on the beach” 1994. he also had what looked like a character from south park on his left pec. they were all pretty horribly done too but i didn’t want to say anything. i wanted to txt adr2 that i saw trent’s tats but then i remembered trent would be able to see anything i say cuz he can get into my phone through his iphone. i went up stairs to get away from all these people and it really did turn into rock of love, and instead of trent it was bret michaels.
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dream: i was at a drug store, and in the basement of the drug store was a hospice. and in the hospice was michael hutchence dying from aids. the cashier asked the store if there was anyone who’d like to take him some candy bars as one of his last wishes. i jumped at the chance, and went to the counter. some how i knew he’d want a mounds bar, and the cashier was like, yeah how’d you know!? unfortunately they didn’t have any so i grabbed him a few others and went down stairs to see him. he was in bed and there were alot of people around, family i guess. he didn’t look that bad, or really skinny or anything. just seemed very tired and weak. so i went over to his bed to give him the candy bars and he was really nice. i had some other things to give him, including my journal from last years europe trip (?!) he was tired from dealing with all the people there and wanted to go for a walk so we did. he was talking about how certain people he could see in the corner of his vision – dead people waiting for him to join them – but that they were too early. he didn’t seem scared to die, and i told him that yeah there were friends waiting for him there, like paula yates. we were walking and he started to collapse. somehow i had super strength and caught him and laid him on the ground. he came to after a few minutes, and explained that the meds he was on sometimes made him pass out. we went back to the hospice and most of the people were gone and he was happy about that. since he was so nice we became friends and i kept visiting him.
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john cameron mitchell told perez hilton that there is a possibility of a hedwig revival on broadway. gaaaaaah. would have to spend tons of money to go see it for sure!!
wacky dream about this new “weight loss pill” that was being given to people as an “experiment”, or them being used as test subject to see if it worked. i knew alot of people taking it, and i didn’t know how they were getting it or what it was at the time. they told me, the government was giving it to them and then eric was there saying that he is the one in charge of giving it to his co-workers at his racino. then i went to work and all these coworkers of mine were taking the pill. finally someone gave it to me and wanted me to take it but i wouldn’t. i kept asking all these questions about what it was, and the bosses who were in charge of distributing it to me wouldn’t tell me. i asked what it did to you and they wouldn’t say. i asked if it made you high and they wouldn’t say. i kept holding it in hopes i’d find someone to tell me the truth but i couldn’t find anyone, even my so called friends who i trusted wouldn’t give me straight answers. so then i was trying to spread the word to people not to take it because the government was trying to drug us into submission but no one would listen to me.
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dream: the city decided to open the aud for one day so people could see it one last time. so i went with a bunch of people, including eric, adr1, phill, , david, my mom and kristen ondesko from high school who was really sunburned. sometimes there was no roof on the aud, and it was more like the ice bowl, other times it was normal but it had lights on so you could actually see what it looked like. we were wandering around, finding new places like the organ, and gift shops, and a chapel…where there were people lighting candles. so i lit a candle for the aud. more and more people kept coming and filling in the seats and it was really emotional and people were crying cuz they were so happy to see the aud full again. then all of a sudden there was a hockey game. we were like, awesome!! they cleaned the rink surface enough to play roller hockey. phill and i went down to rink side and realized…holy crap they made ice. we couldn’t believe after all those years the ice equipment still worked. i guess then the next day the city decided to open the aud back again, but now my mom and i were there still, we had never left, and we see people outside the doors waiting to get in. then they were getting mad cuz we were already inside and they weren’t being let in. my mom wanted to go to this one shop that was called the western door and apparently used to sell western gear at hockey games..yeah i dunno. i kept telling her that the aud was closed, so that there wouldn’t actually be anything in the store. but we went by it and i was like SEE, nothing…only there was stuff inside…model car kits and golf balls ha. then there was something about being outside and painting starfishes to sell that i kept getting out of the back of an ambulance…wtf. oh and there was a bit about trying to get to the terminal with mary, but we kept ending up near our lady of victory, and the pope was there standing outside waving at people, much like mascots will do outside stores advertising sales ha
some people at work drove out to Connecticut today to apply for jobs at the Hard Rock casino in Florida…7 hour drive for a 3 minute “interview” and they got rejected. glad i didn’t go.
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some weird dreams…that alot of my friends at work were in vegas and kept txting me stuff…and that oddly made me feel loved, that they were out on vacation and thinking of me. the rest of the people at work – when they went on break they ended up in my parents living room with me. and tammy was txting me that she was buying 7 tickets tomorrow, and i had no idea what she was talking about. but apparently the nin shows were going on sale and regardless of how many people were going to be going she was getting 7 tickets. i was like um…just wait, i can get spiral tix etc…then she was on break and ended up in the living room, and i was on the laptop getting a strange IM from someone who claimed to be thomas vink’s girlfriend…and i had no idea who she was talking about but tammy figured out she meant thomas vanek. i thought, if you’re his girlfriend you should know how to spell his fucking name right. then my uncle ed was there telling me about this really great gambling site, as if i gamble at all let alone over the internet. and then i was in some strange simpsons episode that doesn’t exist, where homer trashed some sort of barracks looking place and me and the rest of these people (who had also been in the living room) had to go about scrubbing it all clean while he just sat there and watched.
anyone know professionals with experience in restoration? searching for new board members…
also i decided we need a burlesque show in the area. i think that’d be a whole lot of fun.
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dream: i was being driven around a futuristic, yet a bit run down city apparently in belgium. there were some things that were super modern and sleek and nice looking, and other things like bridges that had big pieces missing out of them as if the city had been left to rot for decades. it almost felt like it had once been and olympic host city but there was really nothing else relating to that idea. there were some other people in the car but i don’t know who. we were driving and i just went “oh my god look at how amazing that is” and it’s the golden arch of u2’s popmart stage. we were being taken to a popmart show. it was at a large stadium, wembley like, and we were taken to the very front, first enclosure. it was alot like the nin saratoga show, where there was a very small GA section with hardly anyone in it, 100 people or so. but at this u2 show there was maybe 10 people in it, including us. and those people came and went so that sometimes i was the only one there. bono, short popmart hair and all, came off the stage and right to me since no one else was there, and leaned his forehead against mine while he sang “sunday bloody sunday”. it was a bit weird and very intimate, like i knew him for ages. then someone appeared on stage all mad at me, because we had our heads together and now they were going to have to stop the show and re-calibrate bono’s ear monitor to make sure that he was still singing in sync with the rest of the band. the guy made bono get back on stage and they stopped the song to do whatever it was they were going to do to the monitors.
and wtf sabres. i shake my fist at you.
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dream: i was going to a nin show in ohio. i was driving down the 90 and made record time to the PA border, and i didn’t even remember driving by the angola dennys. i realize i need gas badly, but thankfully i was in Erie, and they always have cheaper gas there. so i was looking at all the tons of gas station signs to find the cheapest and they were all over $6/gallon. yikes. but i see a sign that was only $4 something, so i pull off and it’s a mini mall with restaurants and gas so i decided to get lunch too. inside i ended up sitting with jenn and jeff and megan, don’t know why they were there. they were taking forever though, so i decided to leave before them. on my way out of this mall there was a sports bar and some other nin fans i knew where there so i stopped to talk to them real quick. i think dan was there too. i leave them and go to get the car and i can’t find it. i know where i parked it but it’s not there. so i walk all around the lot trying to find my car. there are lots of other cars with nin stickers on them, but i can’t find mine. i start panicking that it was stolen and what was i gonna do. i text dan and some of the nin fans and tell them my car was stolen, and they offer rides but i’m still freaked out about my car being gone.
i have dreams about my car being stolen alot…i wonder what that means.
and in nin news…there are rumors they’re playing lollapalooza in july(?), and some festival outside of vancouver. i hope to god they are not doing all festivals in the states this summer or i won’t be seeing them. definitely not at lollapalooza.
if trent doesn’t end up doing a US tour this summer, just random festivals, my vacation plans have moved from going back to europe to staying in my own country and driving route 66.
and my sewing project is almost disasterous…i don’t think i’ll ever wear it. it looks way too unprofessional. booo
the shoes i bought clearance from hot topic don’t fit so they’re on ebay. the sweatshirt i bought from them came with ear plugs. ha i find that fabulous.