promises, words
this is 2 posts in one day and it's not even 10 o'clock!
so the 4th (seen below) was a good time. i will say that the travel home was a bit, er, not that great. fucking amtrak and their delays. my train was supposed to depart at 3:20 and we left union station around 5 pm. not a big deal for real, but totally annoying. anyways. the ride up there was smooth sailing and i was picked up by rachel, kelly & kris in a FUCKING CONVERTIBLE SEBRING. but it was totally "trip appropriate." we had dinner at some place that i can't remember (anyone else remember?) that had bomb ass buffalo chicken sandwiches and then met up with the rest of the fuckers at some bar (maybe liar's den, lion's den, something den) that allegedly was awesome. turns out, dj styles was in the hizzy and was playing a bunch of club/bass/house/jungle etc. shit. we had a few there and then soon after rach gets busted with her one-y in there, we left to other places that were not all that great. we ended up at subterranean (is that the place? i suck and can only remember rainbo) where it was reggae night or something. it was okay. left there. james showed kelly up by wearing her 3 inch heels about 3 blocks (and he RAN across the street) because she was whining and couldn't walk. i guess this recap is pretty lame. shut up. it was 2 weeks ago. went back to rachie's for the night and had to be up bright & early to pick up the boys for our drive to bev shores, indiana. the pictures don't even begin to depict how much fun was had. between the dance party, the cutest baby contest & the walk to the beach at 2 a.m., i can't tell which one is the best. probably the first & last cause that cutest baby contest, while a total experience, total creepshow.
okay. enough about the 4th. i doubt you guys are DYING to know anyways. plus, i don't want to make your butts hurt with jealousy. speaking of, oh i kid. but seriously, good times, good friends, good eats, good weather. can't fuck with that.
in current events, i ordered the 'less than zero' soundtrack & george michael's 'faith' yesterday. this was for the amazingly cheap price of $15.21 - this price includes shipping. i'm pretty pumped. i'm also the high bidder for two 2day passes for lollapalooza on eBay. let's see if it holds out. if that works out, next weekend will be music fest 2005 cause kiersten & i are fo sho' going to duran duran on friday night (free!). keep your butt cheeks crossed for us. she's bidding and watching some tickets also. i'll be sure to keep you posted.
i STILL haven't found any SNEAKERS and i'm a bit bummed about the whole thing. i've done some crazy searching online and come up with lint. it's sad and i don't know what to do about it. i've found ONE pair but size 10.5 isn't me. guess some things aren't meant to be. i truly am having a hard time with this. i guess i'll just keep on buying 80s music and it'll all work out.
patience.
did anyone else see johnny depp on jay leno last night? holy moly i about shit my pants. i don't care that he was rocking a flannel tied around his waist (and crap, what a waist, right?), i'd rather MAKE LOVE with him than anyone. my love for him is outrageous and i'll see you at the movies. i'm mos def gonna check that shit out. oi ve. fucking vanessa paradis, you better watch your man. and i know i'm not alone on this one. but seriously, the most soft spoken, not dumb, really good at his job and so hot my eyes are bleeding just thinking of him. i can't.
and speaking of, i went and did it. i saw 'war of the worlds' the other night. i had an AMC pass so no money was spent out of my pocket on that portion, but whoa. i know i'm not supposed to say anything like this, but i pretty much hate steven spielberg. and *spoiler!!!* really? tom cruise came out of that room and not tim robbins? i'm having the hardest time with that one. that's right, i'm more shocked that crazy & shovel in hand don't win the killing match. and then, his whole family (even the son, who really, could have just died cause he was totally annoying in a curious teenager kind of way) makes it out alive? how? dakota fanning. worst teeth. but i guess she's a good ACTOR because she sure knows how to have tommy hold her and scream. and i guess she shaked & freaked out some. let's just say that i wasn't all that impressed. this is what you get when you go and see a summer blockbuster though. i never once jumped on the seat in the theater, fyi.
i thought i had something MIND BLOWING to report, but i really don't. do i ever though? at least i'm trying.
i'm officially so old it smarts - miles turned 11 yesterday.
so the 4th (seen below) was a good time. i will say that the travel home was a bit, er, not that great. fucking amtrak and their delays. my train was supposed to depart at 3:20 and we left union station around 5 pm. not a big deal for real, but totally annoying. anyways. the ride up there was smooth sailing and i was picked up by rachel, kelly & kris in a FUCKING CONVERTIBLE SEBRING. but it was totally "trip appropriate." we had dinner at some place that i can't remember (anyone else remember?) that had bomb ass buffalo chicken sandwiches and then met up with the rest of the fuckers at some bar (maybe liar's den, lion's den, something den) that allegedly was awesome. turns out, dj styles was in the hizzy and was playing a bunch of club/bass/house/jungle etc. shit. we had a few there and then soon after rach gets busted with her one-y in there, we left to other places that were not all that great. we ended up at subterranean (is that the place? i suck and can only remember rainbo) where it was reggae night or something. it was okay. left there. james showed kelly up by wearing her 3 inch heels about 3 blocks (and he RAN across the street) because she was whining and couldn't walk. i guess this recap is pretty lame. shut up. it was 2 weeks ago. went back to rachie's for the night and had to be up bright & early to pick up the boys for our drive to bev shores, indiana. the pictures don't even begin to depict how much fun was had. between the dance party, the cutest baby contest & the walk to the beach at 2 a.m., i can't tell which one is the best. probably the first & last cause that cutest baby contest, while a total experience, total creepshow.
okay. enough about the 4th. i doubt you guys are DYING to know anyways. plus, i don't want to make your butts hurt with jealousy. speaking of, oh i kid. but seriously, good times, good friends, good eats, good weather. can't fuck with that.
in current events, i ordered the 'less than zero' soundtrack & george michael's 'faith' yesterday. this was for the amazingly cheap price of $15.21 - this price includes shipping. i'm pretty pumped. i'm also the high bidder for two 2day passes for lollapalooza on eBay. let's see if it holds out. if that works out, next weekend will be music fest 2005 cause kiersten & i are fo sho' going to duran duran on friday night (free!). keep your butt cheeks crossed for us. she's bidding and watching some tickets also. i'll be sure to keep you posted.
i STILL haven't found any SNEAKERS and i'm a bit bummed about the whole thing. i've done some crazy searching online and come up with lint. it's sad and i don't know what to do about it. i've found ONE pair but size 10.5 isn't me. guess some things aren't meant to be. i truly am having a hard time with this. i guess i'll just keep on buying 80s music and it'll all work out.
patience.
did anyone else see johnny depp on jay leno last night? holy moly i about shit my pants. i don't care that he was rocking a flannel tied around his waist (and crap, what a waist, right?), i'd rather MAKE LOVE with him than anyone. my love for him is outrageous and i'll see you at the movies. i'm mos def gonna check that shit out. oi ve. fucking vanessa paradis, you better watch your man. and i know i'm not alone on this one. but seriously, the most soft spoken, not dumb, really good at his job and so hot my eyes are bleeding just thinking of him. i can't.
and speaking of, i went and did it. i saw 'war of the worlds' the other night. i had an AMC pass so no money was spent out of my pocket on that portion, but whoa. i know i'm not supposed to say anything like this, but i pretty much hate steven spielberg. and *spoiler!!!* really? tom cruise came out of that room and not tim robbins? i'm having the hardest time with that one. that's right, i'm more shocked that crazy & shovel in hand don't win the killing match. and then, his whole family (even the son, who really, could have just died cause he was totally annoying in a curious teenager kind of way) makes it out alive? how? dakota fanning. worst teeth. but i guess she's a good ACTOR because she sure knows how to have tommy hold her and scream. and i guess she shaked & freaked out some. let's just say that i wasn't all that impressed. this is what you get when you go and see a summer blockbuster though. i never once jumped on the seat in the theater, fyi.
i thought i had something MIND BLOWING to report, but i really don't. do i ever though? at least i'm trying.
i'm officially so old it smarts - miles turned 11 yesterday.
