Ok so in light of what happened last night I'm not going to the gym. And what might that be, you ask? Well, I think there is someting wrong with me.
Last night I picked up dude and his roomie and we headed to Rise Against. Only Crime started out, then Alexisonfire (who were awesome by the way), then Death by Stereo who sucked a big ol dong, and then Rise Against who were fucking AMAZING. I have never been so impressed by a band before- they sound exactly like they do on their CD. The guy nailed every note perfectly.
Anyway.
So the last Rise Against song is being played and I start to get hot. Then cold. I am taking my jacket on and off so much I look like I have OCD or something. I finally went and leaned up against the wall because I started to get nauseous and dizzy and then everything started to go fuzzy. From then on it was kind of a blur- I grabbed Nick, mumbled, "I'm going to pass out," and then I went blind. Nick grabbed me, started shoving people out of the way trying to get me outside. Meanwhile I can hear him yelling "dude get out of the way she's gonna pass out", and I can feel myself stumbling along like I'm walking through quicksand or something, but I can't see a fucking thing. Total blackness. Next thing I know a bald security gaurd and Nick are carrying me outside. Oh, and the grand part is, they wouldn't let us wear belts into the show (gay) so my ass is hanging out of my pants as they carry me because I actually needed mine haha. But I digress...
Apparently we got to the lobby and Nick said I went dead white, my lips went blue, and I just collapsed. WITH MY EYES OPEN. I guess I was out for like 30 seconds, but he said it was like looking at a dead person. Eyes wide open and staring at nothing. Fucking weird. He drove us home and even today I feel fucking strange, so I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I wasn't drinking or anything either, if that's what anybody is wondering, which would make sense, but I just passed out randomly...
Nick was a sweetheart though, got me water, drove us home, put me to bed and cuddled me, and then checked up on me when I got home this morning. So yay, I feel cared about.
I had the weirdest dream this morning too after he left for work (I stayed at his house to get more sleep). I dreamed that my sister called me and asked me to go to a pet store with her that she had just found that sold animals for really low prices. So we went, and this pet store was called NATAS Pet's. (Satan Pet's, wtf)
We rolled in, and I saw all these cute little puppys in a cage that were selling for like 40 bucks, but their eyes were all strange and desperate looking, and their fur was all stringy. My sister told me that she had been here earlier and there was a dead puppy that had been pulverized in a cage. I started running around the pet store looking for the dead puppy and all the animals looked really weird. The fish were huge and staring, the kittens only had 3 legs, shit like that. My sister meanwhile was looking at a brown silky pomeranian/weinerdog/chinese dragon looking thing, when it nipped her. The owner (a small, angry asian woman), came running out with a rolling pin and proceeded to beat the dog to death, and then put a new puppy that looked like a panda bear in the cage and made it eat the dead puppy. My sister ran out of the store and called the police, and I just stood there and stared at the fucking horror of it all and was like, how could you do that?? It was just a puppy??? I guess that's how it worked at that store...they fed puppies to each other when they misbehaved or when a new puppy came in and they had no place to put it. Fucked up.
Next thing I know there are undercover officers surrounding the building and I keep trying to tell them what happened, but they tell me we got called by someone named Fountaine (my sister's married last name) and I kept saying, "NO NO She's a Marasco, we're the same people, you have to help...."
And then I woke up.
So yeah, I feel fucking strange today, my hoo hoo waxer rescheduled for tomorrow, it's raining so I'm not taking my bike anywhere, I still feel kind of dizzy so no gym, and all I plan on doing today is studying and wrapping Nick's gifts, and watching more movies with my cat. I was probably going to do more stuff today too, but since I can't remember shit right now, I'm only going to worry about the basics.
Fleece out.
Last night I picked up dude and his roomie and we headed to Rise Against. Only Crime started out, then Alexisonfire (who were awesome by the way), then Death by Stereo who sucked a big ol dong, and then Rise Against who were fucking AMAZING. I have never been so impressed by a band before- they sound exactly like they do on their CD. The guy nailed every note perfectly.
Anyway.
So the last Rise Against song is being played and I start to get hot. Then cold. I am taking my jacket on and off so much I look like I have OCD or something. I finally went and leaned up against the wall because I started to get nauseous and dizzy and then everything started to go fuzzy. From then on it was kind of a blur- I grabbed Nick, mumbled, "I'm going to pass out," and then I went blind. Nick grabbed me, started shoving people out of the way trying to get me outside. Meanwhile I can hear him yelling "dude get out of the way she's gonna pass out", and I can feel myself stumbling along like I'm walking through quicksand or something, but I can't see a fucking thing. Total blackness. Next thing I know a bald security gaurd and Nick are carrying me outside. Oh, and the grand part is, they wouldn't let us wear belts into the show (gay) so my ass is hanging out of my pants as they carry me because I actually needed mine haha. But I digress...
Apparently we got to the lobby and Nick said I went dead white, my lips went blue, and I just collapsed. WITH MY EYES OPEN. I guess I was out for like 30 seconds, but he said it was like looking at a dead person. Eyes wide open and staring at nothing. Fucking weird. He drove us home and even today I feel fucking strange, so I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I wasn't drinking or anything either, if that's what anybody is wondering, which would make sense, but I just passed out randomly...
Nick was a sweetheart though, got me water, drove us home, put me to bed and cuddled me, and then checked up on me when I got home this morning. So yay, I feel cared about.
I had the weirdest dream this morning too after he left for work (I stayed at his house to get more sleep). I dreamed that my sister called me and asked me to go to a pet store with her that she had just found that sold animals for really low prices. So we went, and this pet store was called NATAS Pet's. (Satan Pet's, wtf)
We rolled in, and I saw all these cute little puppys in a cage that were selling for like 40 bucks, but their eyes were all strange and desperate looking, and their fur was all stringy. My sister told me that she had been here earlier and there was a dead puppy that had been pulverized in a cage. I started running around the pet store looking for the dead puppy and all the animals looked really weird. The fish were huge and staring, the kittens only had 3 legs, shit like that. My sister meanwhile was looking at a brown silky pomeranian/weinerdog/chinese dragon looking thing, when it nipped her. The owner (a small, angry asian woman), came running out with a rolling pin and proceeded to beat the dog to death, and then put a new puppy that looked like a panda bear in the cage and made it eat the dead puppy. My sister ran out of the store and called the police, and I just stood there and stared at the fucking horror of it all and was like, how could you do that?? It was just a puppy??? I guess that's how it worked at that store...they fed puppies to each other when they misbehaved or when a new puppy came in and they had no place to put it. Fucked up.
Next thing I know there are undercover officers surrounding the building and I keep trying to tell them what happened, but they tell me we got called by someone named Fountaine (my sister's married last name) and I kept saying, "NO NO She's a Marasco, we're the same people, you have to help...."
And then I woke up.
So yeah, I feel fucking strange today, my hoo hoo waxer rescheduled for tomorrow, it's raining so I'm not taking my bike anywhere, I still feel kind of dizzy so no gym, and all I plan on doing today is studying and wrapping Nick's gifts, and watching more movies with my cat. I was probably going to do more stuff today too, but since I can't remember shit right now, I'm only going to worry about the basics.
Fleece out.
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I'd love to go kick it some time, but I have no idea where Simi Valley is... my California geography is pretty weak. If it's not too far for my beast of a car to make it then I'm all for it.
It's strange about passing out at the show, because that just happened to a friend of mine on Saturday. We went for chinese food at the Forbidden City in Hollywood, and on her way back from the bathroom, she all of a sudden got very dizzy. She almost passed out in the arms of a bouncer who was trying to carry her to the door, but not before she puked all over the entrance. She was fine after we got her outside and gave her some water. Kinda' freaky though.