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.

SATURDAY/SUNDAY

alright i'm still dying, fyi. look no capitals, bad grammar & punctuation ahead, i swear. not to mention my right heel is DYING. i'm a mess. oklahoma fucks people up. i am fucked. after friday night being so AMAZING, i didn't know how we would live saturday. um..i think shay was still there? oh yeah, she was. we spent the day dicking around, that's for sure. shay and i woke up at got some coffee from the always amazing*~ starbucks in bixby. we had to go back to woodland hills, shay needed makeup. god for some awful reason this day was a blur. i bought some horrendous yellow dress to wear. it was cute though. we went back, i think we had some cocktails to start the night off right and headed downtown. i don't remember who we saw that night but it was all sorts of fun, even if shay & i walked around randomly. we met up with bree for a drink right down from cain's, well i wasn't drinking there, she was.

i seriously can't understand what happened this night. except crazy almost dance parties. and hot heath ledger look alikes. it was a hit mess. so blah blah blah we ended up back at the apartment and shay had to leave to drive home. i miss her terribly. i slept like 3 hours and woke up to:

liiiiindsey....can you get my shirt, it's by the door?

it seems to me that C had the bad case of GHB-sies. friday night she was fall down drunk out of nowhere, saturday she was being stripped. what the hell.

saturday we ended up seeing step brothers (ashley & i) and then the dark knight (the four of us went, second time seeing it, i think it's safe to say we'd all bang the joker....not kidding). we had the most god awful kids behind us and A went to complain to the staff. it was ridic. TWENTY TIMES we turned around to say 'shut the fuck up you brats'. i paid $2.75 but not to hear your dumb ass talk.

we ended up downtown at plan B, drinking before our 14 hour car ride home and let me tell you, it was fun in my head when we made plans to do it but when the alarm went off at 6:30 a.m. to leave, i was sobbing. i don't know what i drank, it could have been draino for all i know, and it was amazing. i had four and vaguely remembering ending up at a waffle house then demanding C takes me to the moe house. if there was tequila in my drinks, the night makes a lot of sense now. i drove most of the way home too, it was hotness in a bottle (idk i'm so tired STILL, i've had 8 hours of sleep the last four days, yay stackers).

i am so glad to be home, i missed my shower; the pressure is heavenly. i missed my dog too. even though she ignores me half the time.

ps:
my heel kills, i'm about to slice it off.