4 posts tagged “chris”
So I saw something pretty cool on Dan's vox today:
It's not super amazing, but it's pretty cool to be in print media. I care who you are. The picture is from when the lot of us went to the San Diego Comic Con last summer. Oh how I hated the 24 hour+ bus rides there and back. Never again. For those of you not in the know, the picture features ytcracker, Nursehella, Dan, Sucklord, Ben of The Former Fat Boys, Ultraklystron, and myself. It would seem people are digging Dan's film a bunch. He still hasn't sent me a screener of the finished film, so until he does he's dead to me. Moving on!
So Chandra and I stayed up until 5am again. I think I'm slowly killing this girl. I almost did when she came in and her daughter was wearing a full on Steeler's outfit. If you've forgotten, and if you're a Seahawks fan at all it's impossible, the Steeler's cheated and stole a Superbowl from my motherfucking Seahawks! And being as how I seem to have feathers, and Chandra like to ruffle, it makes for a silly fake unhappiness. Frankly the kid could wear a shirt that said "Beefy Sucks" and I'd still think she was adorable, as well as her mommy. As soon as I can teach Leila to say Beefy I'm putting her on a track!
I'm already late for going over to Chris' for their practice. I kind of don't want to a little. Only because I'm lazy and I don't know what Kevin's going to want to do later. I'm so conflicted. But we might work on a song. We probably won't...but you never know. I wanna do my little rock/rap project so bad but their so busy all the time I might have to find other people who rock but won't fully buy into my vision. My vision must remain intact! I'm out.
And a great grand beautiful morning to you too!
Granted by the time this is posted it will be late afternoon to early evening, but I'm sure one or two of you might be reading this in the AM. Yesterday was a rollercoaster ride of feelings and emotions and bean bag chairs and Tattoo!
The day started shitty. Felt ill and had a soar throat which is great when you talk all day. Spent the entire work day taking the kind of phone calls that require the most patience and, frankly, is the only shitty part about my job. In my row of like 16 cubicles only me and Mo we're here until 10 since everyone else received voluntary time off. I know if means missing out of large sums of cash when you work hourly, but damn does getting out of work early feels nice. I also spent a solid part of my morning feeling like I was being an asshole via txt. Texting needs to better capture my...Beefyness.
Yesterday was a celebration in being irresponsible I think because I did every bad thing that I love with my friends. we spent the night with hookah, Frisky Dingo, Tattoo, beer, and buddies. Chris, Tavis, and even Nick were over at Al & Lacey's and we watched all of Frisky Dingo season 1. We also discovered that the Irish Cream flavor in the hookah is delicious. Lacey passed out mad early as she had already been drinking with her work buddies. Lacey also bought a giant bean bag from her friend and it's a-frakkin'-mazing! As Chris so beautifully put it as I sat in it for the first time: "Now you know what it's like to hug you."
I did end up smoking last night. It's nothing I'm proud of. I was doing well but the cravings had been impossible to deal with, and in my condition my stubbornness was overcome by my need to be in flavor country. Wrecked havok on my throat this morning though. A reminder as to why I want to quit in the first place. I knew a slip up would happen and I'm ok with it. The goal is to stop smoking regularly and, at the very least, to not smoke a pack a day. A couple smokes every week? At least I won't be dying quite as quickly.
Ok, I have to shower and go pick up Ryan, so we have to do quick blogging. The title is because I'm listening to a Coldplay song. Don't you judge me!
Last night I actually did a lot. Travis, Chris and I went to Applebee's and had some steak. People talk shit about Applebee's all the time, but every time I've been there I've had a delicious meal and tasty beer. After that we stopped by Chris' and saw Janet and Joey. Joey got a little bob haircut and is adorable as all hell. Chris read her a book, we said goodnight, and headed over to Travis'. We hung out there for a bit watching YouTube videos of the Swedish Chef until I clocked out so I could go to Lacey's for a bit so I could get my charger for my laptop (which I forgot...dumb Beefy)
We had tried to call Lacey over and over and she never answered. This is very non-Lacey. So I show up at the apartment and see her car in the driveway, confirming my fear that she is more than likely sleeping. I ring the doorbell a couple times, and Lacey eventually pops open the door and invites me in saying it's cool and that she needs to be awake now because Al will be off soon. We chill out and and I think about how much I miss smoking as I watch Lacey hers. We pick up Al, come back, and I miss cigarettes so much that I almost nut when we spark up a joint Al had rolled hours earlier. I get mad baked which really takes the edge off not having nicotine and continue to chill and text Chandra.
During these texting sessions, Chandra expresses slight interest in hanging out. That was the biggest mistake she could make this night. I coax her into coming over to my place, and it's already past midnight and she has to work at 9 the next morning. I get home, make a quesidilla, and enjoy it outside with a Corona while Nick smokes. Then Chan-Chan gets there and we just kick it. Then kick it some more. Tuna, Chandra, and I spend a couple hours just telling stories and shooting the shit. Then Tunes and Nick go to bed and Chandra and I continue telling stories. This goes on for a while. A long while. The time turns to 2, the 3:30, I giggle at 4:20, and when we see the sun starting to rise at 6 we know she's made a huge mistake. She heads out knowing she's not going to sleep, whereas as soon as she exits, I pass out immediately. I woke up several hours later and txt to see how she's doing, and of course she's so amazing that she's doing fine and hasn't crashed at all and has made it to both jobs just fine. Incredible. I tell her that if she needs or wants anything she should hit me up as I can't help be feel responsible for her current hardship.
Then Ryan calls me to pick him up because we have shit to do I guess. And here we are. I gotta shower then jet. One.
Was pretty dope.
Random Orbits and From The Dust played last night at Kimo's for one of the most amazing shows I've seen at that place. My love for FTD is well known, but it was like the place was packed with people just like me and Lacey who know and dig every song. And then people lost their shit when I got on stage with them. They've all seen it before. They all know it's coming. And yet all of them were screamimg their lungs out. Mucho fun. We should do it again.
Chandra came, which of course made Beefy smile. She brought Chad and Chad's mom Pam, both of which know how to party. It was pretty wild. After the show Chandra and Lacey started talking and they got along which caused Ryan and I to celebrate. We thought they would get along, but we didn't know for sure. Lacey ended up hugging her in the first ten minutes of actually talking to her. It's good when the women in your life get along! Chandra tried hard to ditch us, but clearly I rocked some top notch puppy dog eyes and conned her into saying she would stop by Al and Lacey's. Ok, I probably didn't have much to do with her decision at all, but a boy can pretend, right?
A&L's involved a lot of drinking and smoking by myself, Al, Lacey, Ryan, Chris, Travis, CP, and Shannon. Chandra had to go and break some other dude's heart (for the record: Chandra is a pimp mack daddy, slapping bitches with her ring hand. I have no shot.) and then showed up. We really haven't had everyone all together in such a long time that I really enjoyed it. Apples 2 Apples was played with strip rules and me and Travis got to see too much of the crack of Ryan's ass, and Lacey ended up losing all of the clothes from the waist up...and most of them below. I think it was just an excuse to show off her tattoos. People went home, Al passed out on the floor, Ryan slept in Al's bed, and I crashed out on the couch. This morning I rolled out of the couch and realized I left my Amazon badges at home, so instead of almost being able to walk to work if I wanted, I had to drive back to Richland then back to Kennewick. And now I've been sitting on my ass for four and a half hours so far, txting Chandra, doodling, and taking a call or two.
So, how was your night?
