the ending of my dream last night:

i was applying for a job at a radio station and got the position. my first day walking to work, i stopped off in a dunkin donuts. i saw my friend john from high school and gave him a kiss on the cheek to say hello. as i was walking to the door of dunkin donuts, i turned around and he was singing “babe” by glassjaw at/to me.

yeah.

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this song is the reason that i love glassjaw.
so good.<3

my poor rangers have been le sucking for a bit, my poor dubes has been out because of his broken hand… (that’s gotta be all the reason!) but whatever, true blue baby. i’m still stickin’ around…

glassjaw played at nassau coliseum (BARF! – home of the islanders)

a) long island kids are the worst &&& b) FUCK the islanders

i took this picture in the bathroom FILLED WITH ISLANDERS COLOURS – i expressed how uncomfortable i felt about it via my face, lol. (not such a flattering picture, i look so fat – haha)

oh yeah, glassjaw was good. quick set… quite brilliant.<3 watched my little stud muffin jump around like a nut, ugh i wanna eat him up haha :x

(…and we see first, second behind my heart is my mind, third behind my mind is my body, fourth behind my body is my soul, and my heart stays in the lead…)

TONIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

this shirt doesn’t exist anymore
the pin is all rusty from being on my bag, surviving rain showers and snow… gross.

i made it for and wore it to the first glassjaw show i went to a few years ago.

can’t wait to have them in front of me again.
feeling it in my feet, on the floor.
filling my eyes, ears and heart with happiness.

too bad i’m not gonna be on the floor

worst.

next saturday!

i want some new tattoo’s. i only want one more big piece and then little things here and there.

i’m getting a </body> tattoo on my foot soon, i’ve decided. at a bit of a diagonal angel near my ankle. if you don’t know what it means or how it pertains to me, please click here for a basic explanation. (i think it’s an ADORRRRRRRABLE idea!)

i’ve also been meaning to get pink roses on my chest… (pink roses is the title of a glassjaw song, it’s also off of the album i’ve got etched into my chest.) just for a little more of a glassjaw touch… but i don’t know where i want to put them, or how they should sit. and i guess i’m going to have to go to a tattoo shop and find out an opinion. obviously the first thing that came to mind were traditional roses with leaves, but i don’t know how they’ll sit or where. so i though maybe roses with stems? i really didn’t want to put the roses on my shoulders… anyways, i was looking through my hard drive and found a sheet of lisa frank stickers that were scanned… these roses do in fact have stems, but i left them out of the picture.

i really like the shape of the rose, although i dont think the dark/hot pink colouring is right for my chest piece… i want a lighter pink. just some thoughts i’m throwing out there… i plan on getting a lisa frank heart tattoo’d on me somewhere also… i don’t know if i like the colour scheme on the left or the right better… i’m like 80% sure i like the heart on the left better, with the blue on the outside. i like how there’s more hot pink. maybe i’ll have the green a little thicker, i love green in tattoo’s!

PS: lisa frank – FUCK YEAH!!!!!! oh how i miss the 80’s<3

i know, it’s been boring around here…  i live a boring life people…
i promise to spark it up soon – i have a lot going on in may
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
okay so saturday, now that i’m not heated over the FUCKING asshole anymore…

aside from getting into a screaming match with steve, and then bitching him out…  i ran into a lot of my friends, got HIGHLY inebriated, and also made an ass of myself.  for the most part, had a good time.

my friend john came out.  which was cool and strange. (we sorta used to hang out/date? in 2005)  …i had not seen him in ages…  he’s best friends with two kids that used to work at casci’s with me (one was with him, one of his friends i know was there too), that’s how we met…  and we had a good time.  turns out he’s got an anchor tattoo on his arm that reads “worship” & “tribute” in the scrolls.  HOW COOL/WEIRD? lol.  (okay, if you don’t know i have an anchor tattoo on my left arm and “worship/tribute” on my chest).  he says he told me about it but i honestly couldn’t remember and was amazed.  laura kept saying we were fated to be together… lol.  and yes, obv. he’s a huge glassjaw fan as well.

i saw one of andrews old friends and one of jeffs old friends – together.  weird, i hadn’t seen them in years either.  i can’t say that i remember most of our conversation other than mike telling me he was breeding his pitbull and joe loved that i could still spell his intricate italian last name in my phone, lol…  they were with my ex jeff’s ex marilyn who i take the bus/train with into work.  oh our little queens towns…

and the usual suspects were there…
and erica was out for a bit…

erica and i had gone out for dinner/sangria at like 6 and that’s when the madness started.  i didn’t get home until almost 4:45 AM.  you can only imagine the state that i was in.  i don’t remember a lot of the end of the night…  laura left to see her ex at some point that was working down the block at the tanning salon, my friends are lushes that stayed there, steve left after we fought, asshole left and i wound up making fun of him and what his ex was wearing (not knowing it was his ex – lace stockings and jean shorts? she’s not even fierce enough for that – pfft.) and stumbled home.