I got the pleasure of going to a wine signing on the other side of town last week. It was for Caduceus Cellars, which is the child of none other than Maynard James Keenan. I will spare you guys my obsessive rant about the man, but he has shaped who I am, my sense of humor, and how I see the world. blah blah blah
We got there an hour before the event started, which was unfortunate because we were still very very late for our tastes, thanks Houston traffic. They had already started handing out the tickets to wait in line, and we got numbers 576 & 575. When they started to sell out of wine around #150, I gave up hope of getting anything or meeting the nard man. I decided to start stacking trash from the tables around us while I waited to be let down, and in the process ended up entertaining the people sitting around us.
Lucky me, I was entertaining a girl close by so much she asked why I wasn't in line. I told her my number, and she gave me her ticket that she'd never planned to use. I got in line, bought 6 bottles of Merkin Chupacabra and waited to meet the man. They had him tucked back in a cooler that I later found out was turned off. Before knowing this, I made an awkward joke to a guy in line about seeing Maynard's erect nipples in the cooler, and he looked at me strange.
Finally I was standing in front of him, and I was chit chatting about my American Head Charge t-shirt he'd asked about. Bizarre bliss. Can't really say much else. I found his voice intoxicating which is funny because he sounds just as silly in person as some might think.
That night, Athena and I picked up some great Italian food from the place I used to work at, then had wine and dinner in the candle light together.
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Other things that I've been up to...
Custom nail painting makes me happy
This lady is still driving me insane, but what are best friends for right?!
I am Alaina's giant girl boner.
I am still a retard.
My other cat at my mothers, I guess now my mother's cat, had kittens.
I got a new corset from work. My first one to buy there, and I've had it for a week without wearing it once. Yay boring life!
I've been so bored at work that I have begun rainbow-tizing the whole store. This serves no purpose but passing time. Also, if you're one of those douche bags who goes into a store and knocks things off the shelves...I hate you, Die.
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This week I have received a bunch of great music DVDs, books, and albums I had ordered. The new Mastodon pleases me to no end, as does everything that came with it. Crack The Skye came with the limited edition lithograph which now hangs above my bed. I also got my copy of Elton John's "Honky Chateau" and listened to it over 10 times in the last few days. Seriously good soul music, and keeping a smile on my face.
I am readings a few novels at the moment, mainly re-reading Marilyn Manson's autobiography The Long Hard Road out of Hell. . I am really enjoying the book, should be done in the next day I think. Here is a point from a list in the book, You know you're gay if you have done any of the following.
"23. If you fuck a pregnant woman and she's carrying a boy, you're gay. If you get sperm on the amniotic sac, the baby will grow up to be gay too."
I am getting a roommate next month, and its someone from this site. A very special chatter.
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Finally, for the person closest to my heart and furthest from my reach.
I thought all night on how to respond to you, how to answer the questions you never asked of me. If I didn't have these ropes tying me to the place I would fly to you, disappear into the wild with you, never to be seen again. I don't know what else to say, and I feel silly.
We got there an hour before the event started, which was unfortunate because we were still very very late for our tastes, thanks Houston traffic. They had already started handing out the tickets to wait in line, and we got numbers 576 & 575. When they started to sell out of wine around #150, I gave up hope of getting anything or meeting the nard man. I decided to start stacking trash from the tables around us while I waited to be let down, and in the process ended up entertaining the people sitting around us.
Lucky me, I was entertaining a girl close by so much she asked why I wasn't in line. I told her my number, and she gave me her ticket that she'd never planned to use. I got in line, bought 6 bottles of Merkin Chupacabra and waited to meet the man. They had him tucked back in a cooler that I later found out was turned off. Before knowing this, I made an awkward joke to a guy in line about seeing Maynard's erect nipples in the cooler, and he looked at me strange.
Finally I was standing in front of him, and I was chit chatting about my American Head Charge t-shirt he'd asked about. Bizarre bliss. Can't really say much else. I found his voice intoxicating which is funny because he sounds just as silly in person as some might think.
That night, Athena and I picked up some great Italian food from the place I used to work at, then had wine and dinner in the candle light together.
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Other things that I've been up to...
Custom nail painting makes me happy
This lady is still driving me insane, but what are best friends for right?!
I am Alaina's giant girl boner.
I am still a retard.
My other cat at my mothers, I guess now my mother's cat, had kittens.
I got a new corset from work. My first one to buy there, and I've had it for a week without wearing it once. Yay boring life!
I've been so bored at work that I have begun rainbow-tizing the whole store. This serves no purpose but passing time. Also, if you're one of those douche bags who goes into a store and knocks things off the shelves...I hate you, Die.
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This week I have received a bunch of great music DVDs, books, and albums I had ordered. The new Mastodon pleases me to no end, as does everything that came with it. Crack The Skye came with the limited edition lithograph which now hangs above my bed. I also got my copy of Elton John's "Honky Chateau" and listened to it over 10 times in the last few days. Seriously good soul music, and keeping a smile on my face.
I am readings a few novels at the moment, mainly re-reading Marilyn Manson's autobiography The Long Hard Road out of Hell. . I am really enjoying the book, should be done in the next day I think. Here is a point from a list in the book, You know you're gay if you have done any of the following.
"23. If you fuck a pregnant woman and she's carrying a boy, you're gay. If you get sperm on the amniotic sac, the baby will grow up to be gay too."
I am getting a roommate next month, and its someone from this site. A very special chatter.
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Finally, for the person closest to my heart and furthest from my reach.
I thought all night on how to respond to you, how to answer the questions you never asked of me. If I didn't have these ropes tying me to the place I would fly to you, disappear into the wild with you, never to be seen again. I don't know what else to say, and I feel silly.
VIEW 12 of 12 COMMENTS
jennna:
ur nails rock!!!! and ur cute as hell hun 
kirra:
Thanks for the comment, ya, but at the same time you work with what you got, and it was my best friend who took em, so I didn't have to drive far or pay. Which made it nice....