morning 6 chicago

ah the comforts of home. well, someone else's home.
spent the night with friends paul and eevin last night, who i used to spend a lot of time with when they lived in oceanside. damn i missed their ferrets. oh and them too.
we had a party last night, too. after mingling with a good sampling of what this chicago suburb has to offer, i can conclude... or perhaps theorize... that these people were fed too much corn as babies. its all right though, nice people really. however, all they would drink was miller light, wouldnt touch the gernerous supply of booze we had. OH and i dont remember the last time i was surrounded by so many virgins. MALE virgins. kinda cute, kinda sad.

tonight is the qwel/blak watr/vast aire show! the event of the week! the event of a lifetime! the event about which CenterStage Chicago says, "make sure you don't have anything important to do on Sunday morning." and i am V.I.P. for that shit. cannot freaking wait.

tomorrow is my last day in this fare state of illinois, so i really hope i get to go to the chicago art institute museum tomorrow. and see downtown chicago today. i really havent done enough while ive been here since my friends are lazy asses. luckily paul and eevin understand the importance of showing a girl a good time :)

night 4 chicago

gobble gobble its the american genocide day.
some 400 years ago the land was covered white... and im not talking about snow ;)

on a lighter note, quite the vegetarian feast was consumed this evening. all that was missing was the tofurkey... but in glorious southern tradition there was collared greens, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, baked macaroni and cheese and a homemaaade apple pie. mm mm bitches.

tonight is the sage francis/against me! show... which i would absolutely love to enjoy... alas im too poor for $18 and instead the gang will be lurking outside the door, throwing flyers for saturdays extravaganza in peoples faces. lovely.


read this little tidbit
http://centerstage.net/events/music/detail.cfm?ID=182167

afternoon 3 chicago

snoring still coming from the couch
incredible gloom leaking in through the windows
a slight burning from the back of my eyeballs and a throbbing head.

wheres the weed at?

morning 1 chicago

11/19/07

a bit of vicodin and a squealing, gurgling radiator.
surrounded by the smell that up to this morning i could barely still remember.
quite comforting.

faint snoring on the couch with intermittent snorts.
a gloomy, beautiful, wonderful, chicago day.

on this, my anniversary

happy anniversary to meeeee
ive been at tracker for two years today!
my coworker gave me a pot cookie!

i still remember my first day like it was yesterday... the night before a drunk angry marine broke the left rearview mirror off my car! memories...




i need a raise.