due to the official revelation of lance bass’s gayness i had an elaborate dream about justin timberlake. nsync was at some award show, don’t know why since they weren’t still together anymore. i was there, and after the show i went to find them because apparently i sorta knew them. or at least i knew justin, had met him before somewhere. so i found them and they were all walking to their cars so i went up to justin and he remembered me and we were talking. lance’s gayness came up and justin said he was cool with it. we get to justin’s car and i expect to say goodbye and whatever, but he puts me in the car. from that point on we were inseperable and falling in love or something. and we were in new orleans. we were walking around the garden district and suddenly there were big empty lots and it occured to us, oh yeah, katrina, all these houses are gone. and i swore we were in the area of trent’s old house, and it wasn’t there anymore either, which was sad. i thought about going to see if anne rice’s house was still there too but for some reason we didn’t. then it was more of us being together and having to go to someone elses wedding, but the wedding was interrupted because the bride gave birth. then i was looking up real estate prices in the area, because i didn’t want to go home and leave justin, who apparently lived in new orleans. but a house like my parents was 2.5 million, so there was no way i’d be able to buy anything. then i guess we were engaged because i just stayed there.
The Xs
today brought meeting someone from uer who i was quite mad at for a while for adding a bunch of wny locations to the database. he’s not a bad guy and knows better now haha. he wanted to shoot 360 panoramics of the terminal, so i met him there at 2. board meeting at 5. the usual haha. mary called at the end of the meeting about going to diablo to see brett from fuel’s new band The X’s. sure why not. went to dinner with ctrc people first then met mary at the bar. there were actually people there this time hahaha. breakerbox opened, and i had heard about them from their participation in the bct benefit cd. they were pretty good. the x’s were fun. hyper. seemed like the had a good time playing together. grabbed the setlist for mary and hung about to get the band members to sign it. brett had been sitting at the bar the whole time, but after the show disappeared. haha boo. waited around a bit and he finally reappeared so mary got to talk to him, and got a picture and all that. had a good time. it was nice to hang out and catch up on things from the past 4 years LOL. aside from running into her a few times at shows, i hadn’t really talked to her much since her and eric broke up. she told me she was glad i didn’t hate her haha. it was good. i need more friends here. between sets the bar did a tattoo contest, and tried to do a best ass and best tits contest. no one was going on stage for the t&a and suddenly brett is standing there showing everyone his ass LOL. the guy from the bar on stage wanted me to go up, i was like I DONT HAVE ANYTHING TO SHOW LOL. out of nowhere this weird guy next to me starts yelling in my ear that he’s going to go up there and spread his ass cheeks out and show everyone his butt hole. me and mary were like wtf just happened hahah. good times good times haha.
the colored contacts i ordered were out of the color i wanted, so i’m getting some other color. they called and asked me. these are supposedly products of italy, but the call was from manitoba. haha
i just want to say, that this new blockbuster movie “the world trade center”, with Nickolas Cage looks absolutely awful. and i say that even beyond my hatred of him. i think there is just something wrong in recreating the event in a hollywood studio with high tech computer graphics, when the real thing actually happed and we all watched it on tv. it was something unimaginable, something we thought we’d only ever see in a movie, but it was real. and now there is a movie about it. there’s just something in that, that doesn’t sit right with me. and it just looks cheesy as all hell. the A&E movie on Flight 93 looks better filmed than this one. and i didn’t think there was anything wrong with Flight 93, it was an enigma to everyone. all we knew about it was an airplane was taken over by terrorists, and the passengers attempted to take the plane back. and it crashed. but we all KNOW what happened in NYC on sept 11th. do we really need to watch a movie about it? i sincerely hope it fails at the box office.
so in discussing my recent stomach problems with my mom, we’ve decided that it’s really really really likely that it’s my gallbladder. i have a huge family history of gallbladder problems (mom, grandma, all my grandma’s sisters, great grandparents), and looking online at symptoms, they’re exact. i have an appointment with the specialist in august, and will have to mention it. i’d rather have an ultrasound than have them stick shit down my throat to biopsy my stomach.
i was counting on having tomorrow to do errands, look at my photos, and generally get stuff done. then i remembered the car show at the terminal. crap. i also realized that not only is eric getting married the same day as the tool show, it’s also oktoberfest. so assuming that i’m invited to the wedding, and for being friends for 20 years, i damn well better be, i will be missing oktoberfest as well.
oh and related to that, going to see tool in cleveland on 9-25 instead. no onsale yet, lots of them go onsale tomorrow but not that one.
omg i thought the law offices of *insert lawyer here* in buffalo with william shatner were exclusive to that law firm but they’re not! there was just one on for a different lawyer in detroit. haha he did a generic commercial! i dunno why i find that great.
best church sign in a long time: the best vitamin for christians is b 1. ha ha
and i don’t like “sex in the city” i find it quite annoying. i don’t need to listen to someone narrate their blog. i narrate my own life in my head pretty adequately. she has an annoying voice. god and her friends are beyond obnoxious.
yesterday mom and i arrived, had to wait at the house for the estate sale lady, then headed to royal oak for dinner. we parked by noir leather, the goth store/sex toy store that my aunt had taken me to one xmas eve. i was like I WANT TO GO IN THERE and my mom said “she’d rather not know that i’m a pervert.” LOL *looks at dan*. i eventually went in to look at the clothes, but it was alot of the same lip service and tripp stuff i could get at hot topic for cheaper. or make once i learn to sew hahaha. after dinner we went looking for the mysterious ray’s ice cream shop that we had 2 different directions for. we never found it and no one we asked had heard of it.
today brought exploring with david in detroit. first stop, michigan central station again. and we spent 5 hours there hahahahah. i know he said he never gets tired of mcs, and he goes alot on his own, i can’t help but feel like he MUST have been bored after 5 hours there. god knows i can’t stand spending 5 hours at bct with explorers anymore. spent more time on the first floor, checked out the mezzanine level, then each of the 18 floors. while still on the main floor some guy came walking through. no big deal. later on one of the higher floors i walked by a room and we had woken some guy up. i was startled and then smiled at him. haha didn’t know what else to do. i think that is the first time i’ve encountered a homeless person in any location i’ve been too. psycho ted in REA terminal never actually confronted us, he just started things on fire. and i never talked with jesus the walker (well i may have now if it’s the same homeless guy with a dog).
alot of the floors were the same, but walked through them all anyway. ended up using my whole 512 card. oh yeah, i managed to get the camera to work acceptibly in aperture mode. had to keep it on the lowest f stop since the up button doesn’t work, adjusted the +/-, and it just did longish exposures when necessary. we’ll see how they actually look on something bigger than the camera’s lcd screen.
after mcs we stopped at a gas station to get drinks and the guy gave me a discount for no reason. rock.
i had decided instead of trying to crawl through the tunnel to the post office/school storage building next to mcs we’d go to a factory. i don’t know what first factory david had taken me by, but there were city workers around removing the grass between sidewalk cement cracks. why do that in an abandoned neighborhood is beyond me. he didn’t feel good about them being there so we went over to the packard plant. which is HUGE but david said mostly similar on each floor. big open floors with the typical factory columns. one building led to the rest, each one a bit different, but each floor the same. as david pointed out, it was kind of annoying that you really had no clue as to what each building and each floor did in the construction of cars. it was pretty empty, no equipment, just debris and things dumped. interesting but he said some of the others, especially studebaker in south bend, is way better.
we were out for about 8 hours and he brought me back to the house. went to dinner with my mom and then WE FOUND RAYS ICE CREAM and omg best ice cream in a long time. special made flavors, huuuuge servings. a++ may go there for breakfast tomorrow before going home haha.
found out my dads sister has another child that she gave up for adoption way back when!! and her husband has one not by her too!! i guess technically that means i have another cousin – a half cousin i guess that would make it. and their 2 kids, my real cousins, have no idea. the only people who know are my aunt, my parents, and my dad’s other sister. she had spilled the beans to my parents years and years ago, and no one knows they, and now i, know hahaha. scandalous! mom and i discussed the whole story of my dad’s parents too. my grandma had been married before she married my grandpa which i knew. nothing really secret there. we joke that my dad has a twin though because one of my parents friends cut a picture out of a vermont newspaper and sent it to us because they thought the picture was of my father. this guy looked exactly like my dad, the same hair, same beard, same sort of bald spot in the beard. and he was a photographer. just like my dad. but my mom said dad doesn’t feel like something is missing and that he’s incomplete like some twins do when they don’t know they’re a twin hahah.
so long day. tired but waiting to be tired enough to go to sleep. leaving in the morning to go home, then work at 8.
Peaches
the peaches show
the first opening band was called World Provider. after the first song, i sort of very loudly asked, “what the hell are we watching?” immediately i thought i was watching a will ferrel skit on saturday night live. seriously. i’m still not convinced that this is a real band and not a practical joke. if napoleon dynamite and Anchorman could have a child who sang kareoke it would be this guy. i also LOLed at a few parts of songs. it was just so ridiculous. he also began to channel “2 wild and crazy guys” from SNL at one point too. as adr put it, “he looks like the drunk guy at the office party.” hahah. it was horrible, and yet one couldn’t look away. it was funny cuz the security guard kept laughing at the guy. later suddenly the singer was stripping and was weaing a gold lame jumpsuit. wtf. adr2 motioned to the guard to look, and he burst out laughing again. we’ve seen alot of spaz lead singers in NIN opening bands but this really took the cake.
2nd band was the eagles of death metal. and i think their fabulous only because of their name. i’ve heard about them for a while now, having no idea what they sounded like, but admiring the name. it’s just so great. anyway. they weren’t bad and they were fun. lots of people there knew them, and were nuts. moshing etc. typical toronto show. after a while the songs all sounded the same though.
peaches. fabulous. her own show, so a long long set. the songs we didn’t know were fun, and they had a dance troupe from toronto join them for certain songs. and wow. crazy. this one guy had mesh underwear on…didn’t need to see that. very fun though the crowd wasn’t my favourite. just irritating people. very recommended.
and i think i saw what could possibly be the hottest man ever. my god, he was just so fucking attractive. and he had a mohawk. he’d look great with flock of seagulls hair hahah
there was a cricket in my bedroom. at least i think it was a cricket. looked like one, and it jumped, but it was green. wtf gross bugs all over.
my stomach decided to revolt at work today. it was good enough timing that i was able to get some pepto from the emt’s and hide in the bathroom in pain, before going back to my table. i couldn’t afford to leave early again so i was going to try to stick it out. i wasn’t sweating profusely like normal so that was a good thing. thankfully the pain lasted about 25 minutes, and then i was completely fine again. so that was good.
i don’t know what is wrong with it. and i have considered the fact that these may be panic attacks, though they don’t always occur in stressful situations. the only stressful situation was the one last saturday when i saw all the charges on my credit card. with my “training” i also know panic attacks can happen for no discernible reason. but i’m on not one but 2 different anti depressants and i should not be having panic attacks with the drugs. there doesn’t seem to be any food triggers either, at least not for this death pain. the only thing i’ve ingested before having an attack has been gatorade twice. other times it was mashed potatoes, water, breakfast from denny’s, beef and broccoli today…it doesn’t make sense. now if it turns out i do have the bacteria that causes ulcers, maybe this would all make sense. i don’t know. maybe not. i just hope this multi attacks per week thing doesn’t keep happening between now and when i see the specialist in august.
tomorrow peaches. haircut. and getting my credit card straightened up by finding a notary public. and trying to find pink fishnets. and picking up my film. and editing more photos from sunday. they’re all bad. seriously. i looked at some dslr’s today at circuit city. so expensive…
bethlehem steel is overrated. not to say that it wasn’t cool…it just isn’t as good as i was expecting. and it’s not to say i won’t go back. i most definitely will to check out the coke plant side some more. i think the coke plant took about 10 years off my life, but that’s ok. work has been so smoky lately i can feel the tumors growing in my lungs. at first glance i don’t think any of my pictures are any good. that’s what is weird about beth steel…it just doesn’t scream “photo op” to me like alot of other places do. ah well. and i don’t know wtf brian was talking about years ago when he said there was no way in, and there were gates and guards. try walking through the field. you really can’t get much easier.
and the decision to buy a new digital camera has now been made for me. i broke the minolta. tripod fell over, the up button doesn’t work anymore, so i can’t change manual settings. i can still use it on auto. the zoom slide is touchy now, it sticks, but still works. maybe i can still sell it for like 50$ on ebay or something. it seems a shame to throw it out, but i don’t think it’s fixable. time to research.
today someone told me they love me more than jesus. and then i hear him say, “cuz he doesn’t exist” ha