August
30th, 2003 |
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9:23pm
i have a huge assed zit in between
my eyes that hurts like hell.
i'm growing a third eye. i have my period.
i'm feeling less stressed. spinning
yarn helps me.
i made 2 kinds today. one multicoloured mohair and one black and white plied.
one ply black merino the other white merino with silk and angora.
i really should tackle my cashmere,
it's just so expensive i shy away from it.
but i'm almost ready :)
jason has been working all day from
home. that boy just never stops.
in 1/2 an hour we are going to watch a movie and snuggle.
this is his last weekend before he goes to school again.
i can tell that fall is right around the corner...
jason wants to move to L.A. in a
year. i'm all for it.
i'm taking the laid back approach to it tho because i have tried to move out
of this state so many times now
that i can't really count on it anymore. i have no idea what will happen,
but i remain completely open to all the possibilties!
it would sure rule to go have sushi
ordered in, shop at trader joes and pink dot, see radiohead and bjork when
they tour, and be able to visit the ocean.
12:33pm
i really don't know how to cope with
the fact that my mom has chosen livejournal over me.
how does one come grips with that? deal with that? forgive that?
how can i move past the anger and the hurt that i am worth shit to her?
how can she do this to me?
12:18am
i'm back from the fair. that did me good. lots of walking around to get all my nervous energy out. then i ate lots so i feel more solid. saw the 5-52s and our local new wave heroes, the suburbs, opened up for them. it was excellent.
the last time i saw the suburbs it was when i opened for them at 1st avenue, but my friends made all my drinks triples without telling me and so i was bombed from the moment i got on the stage. i was wearing nothing more than a net bodystocking, fringe tassle things on my nipples, boots, and a whip. we opened with "super freak" as 3 gigantic drag queens carried me onto the stage like i was cleopatra. the crowd were a bunch of beer drinking jock morons who hooted at me which made me go on a punk rock insulting rampage on them, which really didn't help.
the show got weirder and drunker as the night went on...
when the suburbs went on...and like some episode of absolutely fabulous...i teetered onto the stage and tried to dance along and the suburbs took full of advantage of this oddity on their stage!
i don't remember much after that except that i then tried to kiss my manager's wife and then whip someone.
ah...rock and roll...
so...
seeing them at the state fair perfectly sober was a new experience for me:)
i have a few pictures from the fair
to show you, but i will get those up tomorrow.
now i must unwind and then sleep. i am so tired.