CHICAGO HERE WE COME!!

you have no idea how excited i am that things worked themselves out.
ash and i are now taking a train into chicago, staying with catie sunday
night, and then staying with katie north dakota on the other two
nights. its kinda nice things fell through with pearl, ash and i never
have traveled to a show alone before. its going to be quality time.
not that i don't love pearl and our crazy bullshit we do on tour, but
things get overwhelming with too many people.

so i need to spend tonight packing and doing laundry. the weather.com
people said its supposed to be "nice" in chicago on monday and tuesday.
that worries me. in '05, it was FREEZING and SNOWING. surprise, i
didn't take a coat either. but this time im wising up. just in case.
watch i won't need it, or my rain boots that i LIVE in. whatever i hate
having wet feet, its gross.

so, our train leaves sunday morning, we get in around noon. if you want
to make plans to see us, let me know! we plan on marching down to navy
pier (yep, im a big kid, don't hate) and then grab dinner before passing
out in a warm bed.

ps, is it weird im going to miss camping? i miss front row already but,
hey, we'll be sitting comfortably in a box, YAY.

SERIOUSLY

this week has been a mess. we're possibly NOT going to chicago, i found
that out last night. im livid. this whole thing has been a mess.

when i got up to go to the bathrrom at 3, i wiped out in my hallway. my
elbow is completely bruised, i have a few minor cuts under that bandaid,
and a bump the size of HALF OF AN EGG as well. it hurts, lol. my
luck*~

yay it's fall

/end sarcasm. it's freezing. i am going to die in chicago. UGH.

speaking of chicago, we need a ride home after the second show. pearl can only do the first. it sucks since we have a box & i wanted to share it with all three of my besties (yay they'll all be there, night one at least). i asked my friend andrea who is from around here, she's not sure she can go. we're waiting for the twins to let us know whats up. i think we're staying with them too! i'm actually pretty excited for this, haha. we usually just see them the day of a show for a couple hours and then go our seperate ways. i just need to find a way home and i''ll be fine!

so if anyone is driving home from chicago to metro-detroit, let me know. i'd love you forever.

it's almost friday

thank god!! i've had nothing to do all week. i finished pretty much all my bracelets that were on order (except one). and everything was shipped out, so i feel accomplished. except i forgot monday was a holiday and i wanted to get everything out then. my muffler fell off monday night so tuesday i didn't get to do it either, UGH. and the line at the post office was ridiculous. i hate that place. i've never seen it that bad during the week. you would have thought it was the holidays already. gross, don't want to think about that, either.

i was so excited for it but i don't even want to go on the rock boat anymore. it just sounds like a damn mess, ugh. kill me.

recovered

ugh i feel worlds better. i've also stopped drinking caffeine. i haven't had it in three days. i've been drinking strictly water and cranberry juice. oh, which is gross unless you mix it with rum or vodka. i haven't drank since...cleveland. my life is rough. i've become addicted to mac'n'cheese (thank god i'm not vegan!). ROUGH TIMES, FO SHO.

i have to be up at 8 a.m. to do a show with my mom tomorrow. i'll spend all day making jewelry for my lovers and e-mailing half my phonebook because i'll be bored. so you better leave me your e-mails, i'll harass you too.

i'm so glad i'm feeling better. i don't feel like i'm going to infect the entire population of SCS with my disease. I CAN LEAVE THE HOUSE YAY.

CRANBERRY JUICE, GROSS.

unless it has either vodka or malibu in it, i should say. i've been drinking this shit all day because i do believe i had a kidney infection. how i end up this sick after a few shows is beyond me but i'm too busy and poor to go to the doctors. they'll tell me to drink lots of fluids, rest it up, and i'll pay them $40 for that useless information. i don't need ten years of schooling to tell myself that. GET REAL HEALTHCARE, GET REAL.

so, apologies to anyone i've come in contact with in the last two weeks. you will all probably be sick eventually and it's ass kicking, stock up on tylenol cold pills, water, gatorade, and actually, salty chips help scrape the nasty buildup off your throat. sorry for that visual but i can actually swallow now!! i've called off THREE days in the last two weeks. i'm about to be dead in a coffin.

sob, i still want to die.

got to love the flu

i'm home again today. they let me leave around noon yesterday. i spent the day in bed, rotating dimetapp and tylenol cool burts cold/flu pills. not to mention grape gatorade which ended up in the toliet. ahhh, got to love being sick!! i've never been this sick before post-tour. i usually have a cold but never the flu. my mom works at a daycare/pre-school with little kids so that's PROBABLY where i got it from. ugh my life, i swear. i want to die.

want bracelets? get real. i know you do.

pretty much still love him for this. d asked him to measure his wrist, LMAO. oh so amusing. not asked, i should say TOLD him.

not so good morning

i have the flu. i am pissy and cold and sick and vomiting. yeah sorry for that visual but i am. tour KILLED me, no lie. i can't even keep water down and do you know how disgusting it is for it to come back up? it's not good times. at all. the kicker is they are making me come into work. i texted my friend because they don't know how to hang up a phone and was like "let them know i have the flu, but i'm going to try to come in" to give them the benefit of attempting to find someone to replace me but the bitch was like "we had 2 call off's, i need you".

well i'm throwing up, so you're going to be sending me home at 10:30. you need to get real bitch. i am so miserable and cold. ugh. someone put me out of my misery.

i miss hanson. i miss tour even if it's what caused this ridiculous cold. i miss front row and rocking out with my best friends. i want to be better. get me some vitamin c stat.

by the way. lay me down is the most depressing song i've ever heard and makes me want to impale myself on a sharp object. stop making me cry. :(

I AM HOME.

wow, tour was amazing to say the least. we started out in minneapolis and were front row. yep that's the way we roll, get real. we had some issues with the venue staff but their manager actually came through and was AMAZING. so we bought her and another worker a $5 sbux gift card for watching out for us. um...we watched a lady get mugged. it was hardcore. ash gave taylor the bracelet i made for him and we talked about it on the walk for a little bit. i figured he'd just like shove it in his pocket and it'd end up in the trash can but he had ash put it on so...it stayed on for three days. we asked about it in columbus and it was a little big so i'm going to make him a new one and give it to him in chicago. except i don't remember what size the original was, UGH. i never make stuff for guys so this is hard.

before going into the minneapolis show, we went to take our sleeping bag to the car to find out there was a nail in our tire, leaving it completely flat. after the show we struggled to find someone that would come tow it and fix it. pearl & katie ended up having to stay in minneapolis and it was fixed by 8:30 the next day, ash & i took off with jenna to ATTEMPT getting good numbers for milwaukee. we ended up with 70 something and said screw it, we stayed in the back that show. that walk was intense. taylor stepped on the back of my heel, that hurt like hell. they played 'lay me down' that show and we were seriously on the floor, face down. it was rough times.

the drive from milwaukee to cleveland was HORRIBLE. i almost took out a few guardrails and we ended up pulling over to sleep in an oasis parking lot for 2 hours. i was so tired. that's what happens when you rock out two days in a row, okay? we're rockstars, get real. we were the second group of girls in cleveland and there was already venue drama when we got there. i said fuck it all and had some chicken (YES I'M A BAD VEGETARIAN OKAY). i was in a bad mood, hadn't slept in days, i was starving. sue me. we ended up second row even though we deserved first but these shady bitches were there so, what can you do? i will not drop to my knees for front row EVER. i earn it like i should. whores.

ah, columbus. i am now a decibel club member for some strange reason. whatever we got to "pass the line" and REALLY got front row. right in front of taylor's piano. right where i like to be. that show was amazing. my throat still hurts and i have no voice.

oh...

"when i was 13/14, i couldn't talk until the show. i was still growing"

"taylor, sign right by my name"
"okay!"

thanks for that taylor, we love you. hope you miss us!!!

i'll have some pictures later, i have to leave for work though. i need some throat coat tea stat, though. KILL ME. i'll leave you with these jems though:


IS IT CHICAGO YET? I NEED A BOX AND SOME BOOZE AND MY FAVES.