mayanrocks » 2003 » August
When it hits your lips… it’s so… GOOD.
Friday, August 22, 2003

I feel like poo. Last night I went to PB Bar & Grill with Ed, Jay, Jose, Gabe, Mike, and Chris (sausage central, but Juanice and Leah were there with their APhiG sisters. Aww, I’ve missed those girls!). I haven’t drank like that in forever, and now I remember why. I went to bed three hours ago and woke up half an hour ago to throw up my insides. I had a pretty good fucking time, though. I was having drama with my boyfriend, so I went there on a mission to drink away my problems. It was fun until the alcohol wore off. I’ve made a new best friend and her name is Blue Hawaiian. Jose, you owe me an Irish Car Bomb! I think I’ll wait awhile before I drink like that again… give my esophagus some time to recover. PB tomorrow, anyone???

Multiple Bruises
Saturday, August 9, 2003

Hoobastank ROCKS! I just came back from their show at at the Del Mar Fairgrounds. They played a free 4 o’clock Fridays show after the horse races. I didn’t expect them to sing that many songs because this show was technically “free” but damn! They sang for like an hour and a half! Ed, Sheen, Sheryll, Banana, Frame, Joey, Jose and I got there around 7:00 p.m. and Sheen, Frame and I stood right in front of the stage. The rest of them stayed in the back to avoid the chaos that was the mosh pit. I was a victim of crowd surfing gone bad! I was in the worst possible spot. This guy leaped from the stage and fell on Sheen and me. At one point, some girl’s skank ass feet kicked me on the side of my face. There was this freakishly tall guy who kept dropping his ‘bows on my head and arms and back and shoulders… I was also a victim of dry-humping. This guy behind me proceeded to dry-hump my butt throughout the entire show. I was like, “Hey! That’s strictly exit, no entry, motherf*cker!” By the end of the show, I was dehydrated, sweaty, nauseous, bruised, and my hair was ten times bigger than it was when I arrived… but I would do it again in a heartbeat, because hoobastank ROCKED!!! I’ll make a mental note to wear my beat up chucks instead of flip flops the next time I see them (what was I thinking?). I’ve seen them a few times before today, and I love that they still do intimate shows. A few years back when I was the biggest Linkin Park fan (before all those Johnny-come-latelies dammit) and they were unknown to MTV, I didn’t end up going to their show at a small local venue and to this day I still regret it, because I know that they will probably never play at a small club ever again. Boo.

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