Friday, March 27, 2009

& I won't try to fight in the weekends

let's re-cap from last weekend, shall we?

friday was a constant struggle to get everything in order for Austin Crane/ Co/ The Mountain Yellers/ Here We Go, Boys! at Tay's House on Friday. not having a cell phone makes life 80 times harder. I felt so bad because austin kept trying to get ahold of me and there was nothing i could do.
eventually, i Met up with Austin before the show at Tay's, hung out there for a little while. Left to go to Dave's new house downtown, which is pretty adorable, whined with Dave about how stupid people are and our drug dealing neighbors, ect. Got a call from Brian who said Austin was about to start, so i left and made it there just in time. Austin was awesome, but it was a quiet acoustic set and there were these fuckers there that were burping when he was playing...seriously guys?

Walked out before the set ended to smoke and almost died from the amount of people I saw. Little did i know that later, there would probably be around 200 people there. If this was a venue, I would totally be down for that, because that's a lot of money for the bands. But the thing is, 70% of the people there just came to party, didn't donate, and didn't give a fuck that someone was being very hospitable and opening their place to us to hear music. All these kids ended up coming and it was just awkward. but the music was good nonetheless.

On a good note, Co played so well. I want to say I couldn't believe it, but yes I can. It was a full band, but they were unplugged and played acoustic. Brian played banjo and it was perfect. Jenna and TJ played, by themselves, and they both did so well I'm so proud of them.

I ended up having an awkward hour long conversation after Co ended, getting kind of upset and fed up with all the random people there/ not being able to breathe, so i went to meet alex and amanda at AC's. had this huge wooden plank fall onto my head... took way too many shots in order to erase the night. it didn't work.

that night made me sick of everything really fast. so fast that i've been hardcore looking into moving to portland for the summer. so we'll see.

true and i are going to prom. Hello Dress?

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Dear Obama, Why are you Bitching?

During the week I can't help but feel like a robot, programmed for school & work only. It's not fun.

You know what else isn't fun? The government. Here's my two-cents of what's going on:
First, a short re-cap: AGI was given 180? billionish in the stimulus package. It has spent the money on employee and executive bonuses that are required to be payed...because of the damn stimulus bill.

Dear Obama, Why are you bitching about the bonuses being payed, when YOUR stimulus bill says: "shall not be construed to prohibit any bonus payment required to be paid pursuant to a written employment contract executed on or before February 11, 2009." -Click for the article at

Why is everyone mad at the people at AIG when they're the ones following the rules? And it's funny that Congress is bitching, because guess who made those rules?

people are slowing starting to realize that someone in the government wrote this part of the Stimulus Bill that makes these contracts/bonuses didn't just appear.

If the stimulus bill wasn't around, AIG would have shortly run out of money & would have had to file Chapter 11 in order to avoid filing Chapter 7 (bankruptcy). Unless it gets to either of these points, everyone must abide by the company's contract. If the government would have stopped interfering, AIG would have filed Chapter 11, and would have been able to renegotiate contracts, and this "bonus problem" wouldn't exist.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

why do you let me stay here?

Sometimes, i put myself in my place. Last night was one of those occasions.
Around seven thirty, I went with my sister to her husband Jesse's art showing at a photography gallery in West Ashley. He's the one who has successfully gotten me to read my first (and probably only) series of comic books- Scott Pilgrim vs. The World. No...seriously. See?


Scott Pilgrim is a 23-year-old guy living in the big city with his gay roommate, just trying to make his way in this crazy world.Scott Pilgrim likes the new girl in town, Ramona Flowers, but to win her heart, he has to defeat her seven evil ex-boyfriends. Wait, what?

Scott Pilgrim is a critically acclaimed, award-winning series of graphic novels by Canadian cartoonist Bryan Lee O'Malley. VOLUME 5 is released FEBRUARY 2009. There will be six volumes in all. They are published by Oni Press and released approximately once per year. (Ages 13 and up!)


It's being turned into a movie with Michael Cera. Don't believe me? Go ahead, google it.

Oh..and Jesse does comic book style art. It's awesome, however you want to describe it.

My favorite of his:

Supposedly the above picture is my sister, PS.

Amanda ended up coming to the art show too, drank some free Sweetwater Beer & wine, tried to explain to my sister what a camel crush was, had multiple conversations about how much the ryan adams show SUCKED.

My sister and her friends went to the Tin Roof, and Amanda and I went to Columbus St. to see Small Pox/Oicho Kabu/Real Estate/Mi Ami play. I was so thankful we made it just intime for Real Estate...I've been listening to them quite a bit for a while now. Go Listen!

Click Here to Listen to Real Estate!

The show was fantastic, they played extremely well. and the drummer was incredible especially.

After Real Estate played, i had a conversation about how good they were with someone. I don't remember who. But it made me realize that we always go to these shows, knowing we're going to see some decent band, and sometimes they're good and sometimes they're really good. but you never think that eventually maybe some of these scruff twenty-somethings are going to me amazing a blow me away. But it happened. thank you real estate.

Don't get me wrong, Mi Ami played next and was amazing as well. I didn't catch all of it, becuase I was too busy chasing vodka with vodka. Dave thought it was a good idea to put vodka in his beer bottle- so when I reached for his beer as a chaser to the shot of vodka, i had no idea what was going on. imagine my face. It never registered with me what I was doing, so I KEPT chasing- and then realized i took about five shots of straight vodka.

Needless to say the rest of the night was just stumbling around and talking. Met the guys in Real Estate, they gave me a CD, which i'm so happy about. Went to Hanover street for a little while to say bye to paris and dave, ran into some random girl from my my french class last semester, was recorded by JM talking about the government with Alex Ballenger. Went back to Alex/Brian/Tj/Jenna's, hung out with Philip and Allison Kendra and finished what was left of alex's firefly, and passed the fuck out on his couch.

I was put in my place WHEN, this morning, I woke up and felt like I got runover by a truck. I never ever get hangovers, but then again, I don't normally get obliterated either. Naseau? Check. Migrane? check. Inappropriate Pictures from Eliza (of someone else) on my phone? Double Check.

Thank God I took Sundays off at work. Somehow I managed to shower and have a Sunday Funday with carly, alex & mike. We've been talking about getting oysters for a while, so they picked me up, we went to mt. pleasant seafood, got a bushel of oysters and roasted them on isle of palms at carly's parents shop.

Now I have to do all the school work I missed this week. eeek.

Someone buy this for me?:

Saturday, March 14, 2009

the only moment we were alone

Last night was a mixture of annoyances and 20 minute intervals and different locations. I waited a while to go out, I should have gone to Santi's but I never got my shit together or bothered to call Alex back. So at like midnight I stumbled over to Fishburne to Warren's new house, literally walked in, saw some people and gave some hugs, and walked out.
A bunch of people piled in my car....more than I wanted. Emily, Amanda, Brandon, Adam, Alex and I all drove to AC's laughing our asses off at emily and brandon the whole way, my face was seriously hurting and i think i lost part of my voice just from that.
We got to AC's and thank heavens I know Ryan as well as I do, because there was a line out the door. And brandon forgot his ID in Amanda's car, so we had to figure out what to do. After about 20 minutes of coming in and out, we finally left, Alex Carly and Emily went to AC's and brandon and I went to get his keys. Went to Upper Deck for a little while, ran into Javier and Tyler, went to KTO's, ran into everyone else I hadn't seen all night there. Stayed for a total of 20 minutes, and then left.
Made the smart decision of giving my keys to Amanda by accident. Heard some stupid rumor that I'm telling people to stay away from Columbus street...(hmmmmm).

I woke up late for the first time in so long today, it was nice. I'm going to go do the things I never normally have time to do- clean my room, grocery shopping, watch gossip girl with my sister, go down king street.

Tonight is the art show at Scoop with my brother in law, Jesse and his friend Ryan. It's sponsored by sweet water so that's enough for me.

Hopefully sometime in between now and then my phone might decide to work. It worked for like ten minutes this morning, but usually that's all I get the whole day so I don't think that's a good sign.

Oh well.

Thursday, March 12, 2009


i'll find any excuse to not write this damn paper.

dear mr. adams,

I expected more from you.

So tonight alex and I went to see ryan adams at the performing arts center. My sister originally bought the tickets, but she ended up not being able to go at the last minute, so alex took her spot. Her friends parker & robbie had the other two tickets next to us.
the show was good, but different than what i expected. it was shorter than last time, unpersonal, and he went right into his popular songs. last was the complete opposite.
but i don't think it's really his fault. I mean, the crowd sucked. you know how theres always that one drunk bitch? well, there were two. standing up the whole time, directly in front of us. I threw some pennys at them. and this poor old-ish guy who was definately the most awkward dancer i've ever seen. parker and i kept on trying to mimic his moves, but we just couldn't.
Could have been better, definately could have been worse.

Yesterday (Tuesday) night was really fun. I went to 255 and saw Paul Baribeau's cover band of Bruce Springsteen. Tay's is always a good time, but nothing really compares screaming Dancing in the Dark/Born to Run while downing a couple of Blue Moons with your bffs. Definetly a night for the books, its one of my favorites in Charleston so far. and i've had so many good ones, too.

This weekend will be exciting. KTO's friday, columbus street saturday...i'm just hoping it's not swarmed with those damned kids that it has been lately...
Columbus st used to be a get away, a really low-key party, shit we just did when we were bored. we wanted to throw a party, have a show, we did it there because it was convient. everyone lived down the street, on the street, or across the street. now it's this "thing". i don't really get it. it's no longer endearing, and i'm afraid it's losing it's charm.

don't they know, they're spoiling it? and it's not cute.
hopefully i'm mistaken.i'm pretty sure i'm not. i guess we'll see.