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Oct 25 2005 9:00P Downtown Music Little Rock, AR
Oct 26 2005 9:00P Emo's Austin, TX
Oct 27 2005 9:00P Atomix San Antonio, TX
Oct 28 2005 5:00P The Bean Las Cruces, NM
Oct 29 2005 9:00P Burt's Tiki Lounge Albuquerque, NM
Oct 30 2005 9:00P Club 111 Flagstaff, AZ
Oct 31 2005 9:00P King King Hollywood, CA
come out to one of these dates and buy some merch off me.
Oct 25 2005 9:00P Downtown Music Little Rock, AR
Oct 26 2005 9:00P Emo's Austin, TX
Oct 27 2005 9:00P Atomix San Antonio, TX
Oct 28 2005 5:00P The Bean Las Cruces, NM
Oct 29 2005 9:00P Burt's Tiki Lounge Albuquerque, NM
Oct 30 2005 9:00P Club 111 Flagstaff, AZ
Oct 31 2005 9:00P King King Hollywood, CA
come out to one of these dates and buy some merch off me.
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this is going to be a long one so, deal with it.
i found a bunch of old wierd things that i wrote somewhere along the travelling... i'm going to post a couple of em.
I'm in france. 6 1/2 hours on a plane beside an italian man who had no patience and another man who's wife i believe was giving me dirty looks every time I looked at him. I'm at 'pomme de pain'. you can smoke in the airport here but only in certain area's. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing and I have no idea where the hell the gate is to my next flight. thank god I have a couple of hours. I wish that I could of gone into the city but with my luck, I'd get lost and not be able to make it back to the airport in time to get my next flight. The internet is lieing to me. Aparently I have it but I cant get onto any websites.
I've only been in Europe for about 15 minutes but I love it already. The custom's agent was excited that I had the same earing's as he did. He smiled as soon as I walked up. We share something, we both have stretched ears. First time I've ever witnessed a custom's agent smile.
As soon as the plane landed I felt compelled to think in french. People are so much more attractive when they speak another language and have accents... why is that?
I'm drinking the tiniest cup of coffee I've ever laid my eyes on. My brain thinks it's 2 am but where I am its 8:30 am. I ate half a morphine pill before I got on the airplane, it didn't do much but meh, whatever. I wonder when my time change is going to kick in. Maybe around 2 pm when I arrive in Florence. I don't know how Selka is going to find me... I'll page her on the airport intercom.
The money here is like funny money to me. I got used to american money and I've grown up with canadian money but this whole Euro thing is totally new to me. First time in Europe. I want to live in Europe... Its so new.
and another one i wrote today
My first time driving on the I-40. Most of these other wierd little things that I've written all start with "well, i was driving down the (enter u.s Interstate here) and I ate some vicodin/took some morphine/insert other sort of downer. I'm sober, I've been eating chocolate covered coffee beans and M&M's for the past couple of hours... before that I was at Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee. My first time in Memphis. My first time in Tennessee. I have alot of first time's today. I'm glad I got to see more of the east coast. I've decided I really like Boston and I don't so much like the Baltimore regardless of the unusual amount of attractive people there. Smoking Parliament Full Flavor cigarettes... terrible things. Should of gone for the Ultra Light. A good question, what is the second 'S' for in Arkansas? I supposed that could be classified as one of those 'who chose the word car for a car?' I'll have to look into that...
I haven't really had much to say lately. My brain fell back into the same old patterns that it used to be in when I lived in Toronto... which is exacitally what I wanted to get away from. Same old brainless routines, same faces, in the same bars, in the same stores, in the same restaurants that you have known them to be in. I need something different. Not sure what it is yet but, I will figure it out. I've been reading too many Chuck Palaniuhk books lately, I'm starting to write like him. See Choke. See Survivor. See Invisible Monsters. I can't help but read all his books in Edward Norton's voice. Fight Club did that to me. It just makes more sense... what a great cast for that role.
I'm in a 97' Dodge Starline (or at least thats what I think its called). I'm listening to a band that I recently discovered in North Carolina. 20 miles to go until the exit we're looking for and we're in Little Rock, AR or is it AK? I'm in the front passenger seat and the sun has just gone down and finally gotten the fuck out of my face. Yeah, ok, your pretty, I get it. I'm wearing a pair of pants and wife beater that I'm pretty sure I've been wearing for about 4-5 days now. I haven't washed my hair in over a week, I've showered 3 times and I'm going for a new record on how long I can live in one outfit. Let's see if I can make it back to California in it. Who do I have to impress in New Mexico, in Arizona, in Arkansas? No one at all, I think I can do it.
Going back a little, I made it across the border. Thank god otherwise I would of been stuck in rural Quebec with little to no money and no sort of transportation out of there. 2 Americans, 1 Philipino with a green card and a Canadian who's been previously denied at the border. They pulled us over, we had to get out and go into the office. I thought my heart might shake right out of my chest I was so damn nervous. They called me up to the counter which of course scared the fuck out of me a little bit more. They asked if I had a tattoo on my left foot, I looked down and said yes, its a rose. They asked if I had any other tattoos so I went on my list of floral tattoos that are randomly placed all over my body. They asked if I had a tattoo of a unicorn. I don't but a few months ago I almost did but thank god right now I don't. They told me to sit back down, trying not to fidgit too much I looked down and my tattoo is not on my left foot, it's on my right foot. They let us sit there and be nervous for a few more minutes. My brain was going over the possibilities of getting back to Toronto from this place in the middle of nowhere, the other boys were thinking about the weed in the van and how fucked ALL of us would be if they asked to search it. They asked my middle name, Kimberly. Ok kids, you go on and have a nice day. I'm never leaving again and America has never looked to beautiful to me. Thank you other girl who shares my name and has a criminal record. I want to kiss you.
I don't like the way I'm thinking right now. All my thoughts are in point form which could be the reason I'm writing like that. I'm back in the states, I'm not leaving again for a long while, I miss my house and in about 5 1/2 days I'm going to be sitting on my couch for a good 24 hours harrassing my roomates and making them spend time with me. Its going to be good to be home.
ending that, yeah, i went to graceland today. i saw elvis's grave and his parents graves, i saw his cars and the house that he lived in, the room that he played piano in the morning of the day he died. its wierd to walk around looking at a dead persons life... especially a dead person like elvis.
it was pretty awesome.
i'll be home in 5 1/2 days and tomorrow i get to see annie. its going to be so fucking awesome. i'm kind of wierded out about going to austin because i havn't been there since sxsw 04. that weekend was one of the highlights of my life and i don't think that austin could ever be any better than it was that weekend... we'll see.
alright. tonight we drive after the show, that'll be fun. god bless red bull.
this is going to be a long one so, deal with it.
i found a bunch of old wierd things that i wrote somewhere along the travelling... i'm going to post a couple of em.
I'm in france. 6 1/2 hours on a plane beside an italian man who had no patience and another man who's wife i believe was giving me dirty looks every time I looked at him. I'm at 'pomme de pain'. you can smoke in the airport here but only in certain area's. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing and I have no idea where the hell the gate is to my next flight. thank god I have a couple of hours. I wish that I could of gone into the city but with my luck, I'd get lost and not be able to make it back to the airport in time to get my next flight. The internet is lieing to me. Aparently I have it but I cant get onto any websites.
I've only been in Europe for about 15 minutes but I love it already. The custom's agent was excited that I had the same earing's as he did. He smiled as soon as I walked up. We share something, we both have stretched ears. First time I've ever witnessed a custom's agent smile.
As soon as the plane landed I felt compelled to think in french. People are so much more attractive when they speak another language and have accents... why is that?
I'm drinking the tiniest cup of coffee I've ever laid my eyes on. My brain thinks it's 2 am but where I am its 8:30 am. I ate half a morphine pill before I got on the airplane, it didn't do much but meh, whatever. I wonder when my time change is going to kick in. Maybe around 2 pm when I arrive in Florence. I don't know how Selka is going to find me... I'll page her on the airport intercom.
The money here is like funny money to me. I got used to american money and I've grown up with canadian money but this whole Euro thing is totally new to me. First time in Europe. I want to live in Europe... Its so new.
and another one i wrote today
My first time driving on the I-40. Most of these other wierd little things that I've written all start with "well, i was driving down the (enter u.s Interstate here) and I ate some vicodin/took some morphine/insert other sort of downer. I'm sober, I've been eating chocolate covered coffee beans and M&M's for the past couple of hours... before that I was at Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee. My first time in Memphis. My first time in Tennessee. I have alot of first time's today. I'm glad I got to see more of the east coast. I've decided I really like Boston and I don't so much like the Baltimore regardless of the unusual amount of attractive people there. Smoking Parliament Full Flavor cigarettes... terrible things. Should of gone for the Ultra Light. A good question, what is the second 'S' for in Arkansas? I supposed that could be classified as one of those 'who chose the word car for a car?' I'll have to look into that...
I haven't really had much to say lately. My brain fell back into the same old patterns that it used to be in when I lived in Toronto... which is exacitally what I wanted to get away from. Same old brainless routines, same faces, in the same bars, in the same stores, in the same restaurants that you have known them to be in. I need something different. Not sure what it is yet but, I will figure it out. I've been reading too many Chuck Palaniuhk books lately, I'm starting to write like him. See Choke. See Survivor. See Invisible Monsters. I can't help but read all his books in Edward Norton's voice. Fight Club did that to me. It just makes more sense... what a great cast for that role.
I'm in a 97' Dodge Starline (or at least thats what I think its called). I'm listening to a band that I recently discovered in North Carolina. 20 miles to go until the exit we're looking for and we're in Little Rock, AR or is it AK? I'm in the front passenger seat and the sun has just gone down and finally gotten the fuck out of my face. Yeah, ok, your pretty, I get it. I'm wearing a pair of pants and wife beater that I'm pretty sure I've been wearing for about 4-5 days now. I haven't washed my hair in over a week, I've showered 3 times and I'm going for a new record on how long I can live in one outfit. Let's see if I can make it back to California in it. Who do I have to impress in New Mexico, in Arizona, in Arkansas? No one at all, I think I can do it.
Going back a little, I made it across the border. Thank god otherwise I would of been stuck in rural Quebec with little to no money and no sort of transportation out of there. 2 Americans, 1 Philipino with a green card and a Canadian who's been previously denied at the border. They pulled us over, we had to get out and go into the office. I thought my heart might shake right out of my chest I was so damn nervous. They called me up to the counter which of course scared the fuck out of me a little bit more. They asked if I had a tattoo on my left foot, I looked down and said yes, its a rose. They asked if I had any other tattoos so I went on my list of floral tattoos that are randomly placed all over my body. They asked if I had a tattoo of a unicorn. I don't but a few months ago I almost did but thank god right now I don't. They told me to sit back down, trying not to fidgit too much I looked down and my tattoo is not on my left foot, it's on my right foot. They let us sit there and be nervous for a few more minutes. My brain was going over the possibilities of getting back to Toronto from this place in the middle of nowhere, the other boys were thinking about the weed in the van and how fucked ALL of us would be if they asked to search it. They asked my middle name, Kimberly. Ok kids, you go on and have a nice day. I'm never leaving again and America has never looked to beautiful to me. Thank you other girl who shares my name and has a criminal record. I want to kiss you.
I don't like the way I'm thinking right now. All my thoughts are in point form which could be the reason I'm writing like that. I'm back in the states, I'm not leaving again for a long while, I miss my house and in about 5 1/2 days I'm going to be sitting on my couch for a good 24 hours harrassing my roomates and making them spend time with me. Its going to be good to be home.
ending that, yeah, i went to graceland today. i saw elvis's grave and his parents graves, i saw his cars and the house that he lived in, the room that he played piano in the morning of the day he died. its wierd to walk around looking at a dead persons life... especially a dead person like elvis.
it was pretty awesome.
i'll be home in 5 1/2 days and tomorrow i get to see annie. its going to be so fucking awesome. i'm kind of wierded out about going to austin because i havn't been there since sxsw 04. that weekend was one of the highlights of my life and i don't think that austin could ever be any better than it was that weekend... we'll see.
alright. tonight we drive after the show, that'll be fun. god bless red bull.
xo.
t.
edit:: annie & me - austin, TX
VIEW 17 of 17 COMMENTS
junglkitty:
Yep, I'm in Chi-town at leat till I get my MFA in May...and probably through the summer. Are you still in Cali? --- cause I think I'll be coming through around the winter break from classes.
nvpinkbuddonble:
you are so amazing! 