listening to: Taking Back Sunday
holy crap. I can't believe it's August already.
Last night was ok. I met Craigger & Veronica at the Drum for dinner at around 9:30pm, and all 3 of our orders were wrong. It was funny and we didn't bother telling the waitress. I ordered a veggie burger but ended up with the meatiest burger I've ever had in my life. Awesome. I think it had corn in it, though?
Dan is back from London, and he was like "Oh, I brought you back something!" and it was the tiniest pair of British Flag thong panties. I was like "oohhhhh...er...nice! thanks....?" and he brought them back for all the girls that work there so it wasn't a creepy thing. They're the size of an eye patch.
Then we went to Broken City to say farewell to Ava. She was hammered. I wonder if she remembers seeing us in the bathroom? We watched the Sick Fits, and had a beer, and then Veronica went home and Craig & I went to the Night Gallery to see A.C. Newman. Not bad, but by the time I got there I was pretty grouchy. I'm not sure why. But the show was pretty good, and I think I'll buy that CD now. Except for we're sold out here. Stupid us.
We had to wait around for a long time because Craig was waiting for his pal Tolan? Talon? Topher? from Carolyn Mark's band anyway, and so we waited at the Gallery until about 2am when they finally showed up. It was actually fun, the waiting, because my mood improved, and Raisa (the waitress from the Drum)came up and was sooo hammered, telling awesome stories. Her and I have a Sex & The City date next Sunday - she has Seasons 4, 5 & 6 on DVD Box Set! eeee!
We got back to Craig's at around 3am and after listening to talk about guitars and amps and black metal, I went up to bed.
I like Craig's bedroom. It's got these huge doors (french doors? i'm not sure what french doors are, but it seems like maybe these are french doors)with all glass, and then this heavy curtain, and the doors open onto a rooftop patio. and he's got all these old Night Gallery show posters. And last night the doors were cracked a little open, and I pulled the curtain back and the streetlight looked so nice, and it was raining, and instead of sleeping I just layed there and looked at the light and listened to the rain. It was nice.
I guess describing Craig's bedroom to you isn't really necessary because half of you (the girl half) have been in there anyway. har har.
This morning I had to get up to come to work! ON A SUNDAY! I KNOW! AND ON A LONG WEEKEND? Whatever. So I had the alarm set, and as soon as I woke up i just started blabbing to Craig, which he hates because he likes to sleep. But I kept talking and talking and talking. Then he pinned me down and held my arms down and no matter how hard I fought I couldn't get free. And then to get free I just had to be quiet and he let me go.
Then when he was walking me out, he had a funny morning boner, and it was gigantic, but we were hugging goodbye, and I was like "dude! wicked boner!" and then he pulled down his boxers and chased me around the hallway with it!
Oh. What a cute guy.
Core-Upt Mike and I were supposed to have Metal Sunday today, and I was supposed to bring all my Motley Crue, but I didn't. Isn't it terrible that we don't sell Motley Crue here and I have to special order it in? I think I'm going to build the best Motley Crue section this city has ever seen. Calgary, get ready!
love,
Twyla.
