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karenorjessica called while i was in line at the wiltern. a scary proposition in it of itself as it is so ghetto overthere. i can't help it, i can't be cool in the ghetto. i get weird and scared and i clutch my purse like a freak. having a bunch of ppl around in line didn't help much either, as countingcrows fans, i think i already mentioned, suck ass. not sociable AT all. and my peeps didn't show up till like 6 and i was in line from like 4:30...oh but anyway. jessica called. from tempe to tell me she can't fly out to sandiego on friday. we were gonna do sandiego to tempe on the tori tour, spending the night in san diego, and two in vegas. now she says she might be able to fly to vegas on sunday morning. sunday freakin morning! what do i do in the meantime for her tickets to san diego and vegas. and our hotel rooms. i'm gonna stay in hotels by myself?!?!? san diego i can handle, but vegas, by myself? what the fuck! so she says maybe here sister (who lives here) can go with me. well fabulous. i like her sister well enough, but homegirl is only 20...what good does she do me in vegas. and besides, hours upon hours in the car with her...god...at least jessica have our own repetoir between us and can not talk if we don't feel like talking. nina and i aren't close enough for that yet. i am SO mad at jessica for springing this on me, like 30 hours before our plans commenced. nice, huh. and i JUST booked the room for san diego yesterday! ugh. i was too mad to talk to her, said she should call me in the morning as i was in line for a show. i really hope matters will be sorted out by then and magically resolved, cuz otherwise i'm gonna wring her freakin neck when next i see her. what the hell kinda shit is that to do to your supposed best friend?!?!? fuck.
so that colored my evening a bit. but i did get into the pit at the show tonight, so that made things a little better. i should explain the wiltern theater. its small...it used to have seats, now it doesn't. it was a movie house once upon a time so just a large orchestra, and a balcony with a mezzanine and a loge. but a few months ago, they ripped out all the seats. but because it slopes, there are tiers. the lowest tier is the pit. and even tho the whole floor (formerly orchestra)is g.a. the first however many ppl to show up can get into the pit. it kinda sucked because we were waiting for a couple of ppl to show up and my friend debbie had their tickets. so she left her husband chris outside with the tickets and we went in. so debbie and i were in the pit, while chris and the others did not. but anyway, while last night i was like in the second standing row of the pit and tonight i was in the third, i was MUCH closer tonight, because the band comes almost right to the edge of the stage, while last night they were back like 15 feet. anyhoo...i was close. cept the stage is tall and had to look straight up and my neck still hurts. it wasn't as hot as last nights pit, i guess cuz the a/c was colder, cuz we were totally packed in like sardines tonight. Toad was fantastic. they played a few more songs than last night, and glen even started to go into a beloved politcal rant, but cut himself short. they played amnesia, a great song that they haven't played yet this time around so i haven't heard it live before tonight for over five years...i called amber during it, and i think she was in class, or whatever, i'm pretty sure she didn't pick up and i just let it play on her voicemail...i hope that's not mean. hopefully it was intelligible...i had very little reception. oh well.
we left after toad. i know, that's evil. and i know i paid a lot of money for the ticket. but i just wasn't about to stand up all night again. neither were any of the ppl i was with (just a small group tonight). we were all tired and cranky pretty much. nothing against counting crows...just i'm gonna go to two more toad/crows shows. i can see them again if i want. plus i saw them last night so...
we went to the El Cholo restaurant after. its like the oldest mexican restaurant in l.a. i think. or something. est. 1923. very good food. and relatively cheap. we had interesting conversation because karine (no idea how to spell her name) is french. she flew from france to see toad. and said if Toad ever played in paris we could crash at her place. but anyway she's french which automatically makes her interesting and we spent most of dinner talking about differences between french and american people. debbie did a semester abroad in france ten years ago, and also went there on her honeymoon, so had lots to say. while i still don't so much know anybody but debbie (and even her pretty much only thru email and brief conversations at Largo when we see glen) so i was pretty quiet. interjecting where i could with tidbits about europe. but it was pleasant enough.
i was and am still pissed cuz of jessica. it just makes me all grrr. she better figure out something by tomorrow, or i swear if she shows up in vegas, i'm just gonna kick her in the head. what a freakshow she is. ugh.
ok, i best go to bed. altho now all that's been keeping me going has been taking away. i was looking forward to a vacation with my friend. now what do i got? sigh...
goodnight moon.
so that colored my evening a bit. but i did get into the pit at the show tonight, so that made things a little better. i should explain the wiltern theater. its small...it used to have seats, now it doesn't. it was a movie house once upon a time so just a large orchestra, and a balcony with a mezzanine and a loge. but a few months ago, they ripped out all the seats. but because it slopes, there are tiers. the lowest tier is the pit. and even tho the whole floor (formerly orchestra)is g.a. the first however many ppl to show up can get into the pit. it kinda sucked because we were waiting for a couple of ppl to show up and my friend debbie had their tickets. so she left her husband chris outside with the tickets and we went in. so debbie and i were in the pit, while chris and the others did not. but anyway, while last night i was like in the second standing row of the pit and tonight i was in the third, i was MUCH closer tonight, because the band comes almost right to the edge of the stage, while last night they were back like 15 feet. anyhoo...i was close. cept the stage is tall and had to look straight up and my neck still hurts. it wasn't as hot as last nights pit, i guess cuz the a/c was colder, cuz we were totally packed in like sardines tonight. Toad was fantastic. they played a few more songs than last night, and glen even started to go into a beloved politcal rant, but cut himself short. they played amnesia, a great song that they haven't played yet this time around so i haven't heard it live before tonight for over five years...i called amber during it, and i think she was in class, or whatever, i'm pretty sure she didn't pick up and i just let it play on her voicemail...i hope that's not mean. hopefully it was intelligible...i had very little reception. oh well.
we left after toad. i know, that's evil. and i know i paid a lot of money for the ticket. but i just wasn't about to stand up all night again. neither were any of the ppl i was with (just a small group tonight). we were all tired and cranky pretty much. nothing against counting crows...just i'm gonna go to two more toad/crows shows. i can see them again if i want. plus i saw them last night so...
we went to the El Cholo restaurant after. its like the oldest mexican restaurant in l.a. i think. or something. est. 1923. very good food. and relatively cheap. we had interesting conversation because karine (no idea how to spell her name) is french. she flew from france to see toad. and said if Toad ever played in paris we could crash at her place. but anyway she's french which automatically makes her interesting and we spent most of dinner talking about differences between french and american people. debbie did a semester abroad in france ten years ago, and also went there on her honeymoon, so had lots to say. while i still don't so much know anybody but debbie (and even her pretty much only thru email and brief conversations at Largo when we see glen) so i was pretty quiet. interjecting where i could with tidbits about europe. but it was pleasant enough.
i was and am still pissed cuz of jessica. it just makes me all grrr. she better figure out something by tomorrow, or i swear if she shows up in vegas, i'm just gonna kick her in the head. what a freakshow she is. ugh.
ok, i best go to bed. altho now all that's been keeping me going has been taking away. i was looking forward to a vacation with my friend. now what do i got? sigh...
goodnight moon.
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