The Burdens of Being Upright

Sep 28, 2003

interracial cowboy homo kind of love

show last night at 930 club.

throw rag: good band. i liked them. they had a guy playing the washboard. nuff said.

southern culture on the skids: eh, not so much. they passed out banana pudding, fried chicken, and oatmeal cream pies during their songs. it was weird and confusing. they played for far too long. the girl bass player had a beehive.

reverend horton heat: yes! so great. played for almost 2 hours. my knees hurt a lot from standing. but still, so great! green suit with purple flames, so great. the bassist had an actual bass. a stand up one. made me very happy.

i think shows as 930 club should end at 930 instead of starting at 930. i am far too old and weak-kneed for shows that end at 1:30 in the morning.

posted by sarah 5:58 PM

Sep 22, 2003

two little monkeys sittin in a tree, one is blind and the other cant see

i got power last night. its nice to have power. tomorrow we have a 2 hour delay. its nice to have 2 hours. oh sweet suzanna. me and kyle went to used cd stores today. and bought cds. in a young man's mind its a simple world. theres a little room for music and the rest is girls. dont worry kids, its been long enough. go have fun. mingle. i've decided to be a 1930s mobster for halloween. fathers lock up your daughters. it will be hot.

i'm bored.

posted by sarah 11:25 PM

Sep 21, 2003

here i am DUN DUN rock you like a hurricane

still no power. i'm at angie's house right now. and she's all bruised. from. the accident. its really hott. i love bruise. bruce? boobs. ok. i'll sex your city! hahaha. yes. so. i have no power. it bites the big one. not fun. not fun. kyle. wait, kyle gets his own paragraph:

kyle is the greatest. the last two nights i have called him up at 1 in the morning and he's nice enough to open up his house to me and watch family guy with me. and help me with my history homework. this is why i love kyle.

angie's dying. poor angie. poor sean. poor gordon. poor vinnie? poor other guy? i guess. yes. well. i dont know if i'll have school tomorrow. i just dont know. i dont think bowie high even has power right now. i just dont know. even if it does, and i dont have power. how can i attend class with no alarm clock and no clean clothes? i cant. i rant. i pant. pants. i've been wearing the same pair of pants pretty much since thursday. the other night, i slept in them, because i was too scared to go down to my dark basement all alone to get my pj pants. flashlights are scary. and remind me of nightmares. been doing jigsaw puzzles by candlelight. every damn night. listening to 1500 am. or 630 am. newscasters talking about isabel. yep. angie is the best. and i wonder if she ate the rest. of the cookie.... breast.

.....with rainbow sprinkles.

posted by sarah 4:49 PM

Sep 18, 2003

she needs another lover like she needs another hole in her head

on the way back from charm city art space tonight, me and sean got lost. we ended up on 695 north of baltimore. so we got on 95 and just took it all the way south to laurel. its all good. we navigated the crap out of baltimore.

tonight me and angie both made the same lame joke at the same exact time. it was great.

i hope my room doesnt flood.

posted by sarah 12:25 AM

Sep 16, 2003

it's a dangerous game you're playing

isabel! go back to hell! if you didnt flood my bedroom, that'd sure be swell! i'm sure we'd get along oh so well, and if my room is dry there will be no need to yell.

i am so tired.

so i hope the power doesnt go out this weekend and my room doesnt flood and everything would be so bad. lose power isabel, lose power!

posted by sarah 9:35 PM

Sep 11, 2003

i hung my head i hung my head

so i'm fat. according to health class anyway. we calculated our body fat the other day. girls are supposed to have between 17 and 24% body fat. and i have 25%. thats it. i'm a tank! its anorexia for me from now on.

bane's playing tonight. i wanted to go. so so so so so so so so badly. but. there was just no way. bane probably wont even play until after midnight and i have to get up at 6. there was just no way. sniffle.

posted by sarah 9:48 PM

Sep 8, 2003

Take one fresh and tender kiss. Add one stolen night of bliss. One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy. Memories are made of this.

posted by sarah 12:53 AM

Sep 5, 2003

we're gonna party like its your birthday

hey, remember when i was all cised up about maybe getting a raise of 25 cents this year? well, i didnt get that quarter raise.

...... i got a dollar raise! yeah buddy. now i make 8 bucks an hour. thats like.... 15 more dollars a week!

one of my 3 year olds was singing that 50 cent song today. its your birthday. we're gonna party like its your birthday.

posted by sarah 12:21 AM

Sep 3, 2003

gotta get going when the going gets tough

i love johnny cash's newest cd. where he has all the covers. kara bought it and we listened to it in the car on the way to school this morning. his cover of nine inch nails is so great but what i love most is the streets of loredo.

bang the drum slowly.
play the fife lowly.

i started work again this year at holy trinity. get this, this year we get a tshirt and.... a whistle! its like i'm a lifeguard but without the pool. whats going to be really good is that i get a raise this year. i'm not sure how much yet, probably only a quarter. but still, thats almost an extra 4 bucks a week. it adds up, i swear. it would add up even faster if i stopped spending so much money on diet cokes and twizzlers.
on friday we're taking eric to ohio for college. no more eric until christmas time....... meh. i'll be bored but.... it happens. i guess. it could rain like this forever and i swear i wouldnt miss the sun. driving in the early morning in the rain. its the best thing ever. i swear.

posted by sarah 11:18 PM

Sep 1, 2003

oh what a difference a day can make

the truth is not everything works out the way you want it to. and maybe everything wont be ok in the end and maybe it wasnt worth it. and if you wont check yourself then maybe i should. how can you look at me and say that you have to learn from your mistakes. calling something a mistake before you even make it. a smarter person would avoid these things.

i dont like this taste. i dont think this year will be a good one. somebody prove me wrong.

posted by sarah 11:09 PM