The new Transformers movie blows chunks, dude. I was SOOOOO bored. Too much action makes Vivian sleepy.
At least in the preview before it, there was this lovely quote in one of the commercials:
“Movies take your breath away. In reality, some diseases do too.”
HAHAHAHAHAHAH.
So, the night before, I’d hung out with Aaron from Nurses and he and John walked me home from Hippo Hardware to the Multnomah house… which was essentially 2.5 miles one way. HAHA. And they had to walk back. :{ Sadface. But I wasn’t wearing nearly enough clothes because I’d ditched my warm weather clothes in Josh’s car after we went to Ashland, because it was so godamn hot in Ashland I didn’t possibly think it could be freezing in Portland. But it was, godammit! Or at least my cold weather tolerance REALLY sucks now. AAAAAAH.
That day, Cole, Brian, and I had gone to eat Mexican food, and Cole had freaked out a bit because his pork tacos had guac on it… he literally tried to eat it but gagged and had to go outside, haha. I guess he likes the flavor OK but simply can’t handle the texture X:
We headed back and basically just sat at this bar for a while. Lottsaaa sitting. And shooting the shit. And sitting. They basically just downed beers after beers and I guess later that night got cut off from that place, haha. Cole was saying that he felt like he had to entertain me, and I’m just like… I so don’t care… I will totally sit here and watch you guys drink beers all afternoon. And did that we did.
Aaron picked me up probably around 6? or 7? I don’t remember. And we headed over to some venue I forget the name of at the moment. Some band he likes was playing that evening, and we sat down to watch the first one, but decided they were too “dad” aka too much like a bunch of dads playing alt-country, and it was just really boring, so we left. Prior to that, some guy was chatting him up… some ex-Portlander who was currently living in Taiwan and involved in the music industry there… and I guess felt really comfortable in the music scene there and was staying there for musical purposes, haha. There was some attempt to describe Nurses’ sound because it’s kinda psychedelic-pop, but most people don’t seem to understand what that is and expect like a radio-friendly sound, or something. Weird.
So we left and just went to walk around, and Aaron knows everyone and their motherfucking mothers. It’s ridiculous, seriously. We walked down the street a bit and were talking about drugs and he was telling me this lovely story about cocaine-of-a-key-in-the-bathroom-of-a-shitty-sports-bar, saying that they were playing at this sports bar where the TV was on while they were playing their set… and how it could’ve been construed as really pathetic and really sad for a musician or it could’ve been construed as really hilarious and amazing, and that he took the latter route of thinking, haha. So interest. Anyway, while we were talking about drugs, and were half a block down from this one house, some guy called his name and we turned around and went back. Turned out they were some workers from the Doug Fir, where Nurses had just played a show, and we sat and chilled with them for a while. There was weed offerings, … hash offerings, actually… which I generally would have been whatevers about, but given the fact we had JUST been talking about drugs, they were wholly necessary to partake in.
We were there for a while and Aaron was talking a lot and going off about haha pretty weird shit like Michael Jackson and how Michael Jackson was probably only more famous than Prince because he came with a lot more baggage… and there was some talk about Nostradamus… haha… there was also a STOP sign pointing right at the house door when one comes out, making for funny jokes about how people living in the house would just feel down about life and demotivated everyday without really knowing why. Haha. At one point, Aaron was like, “I hate to ask you guys this, but do you by chance have some… AGUA?” And he went inside with one of the girls to get some agua and it took them quite a while to come out. In that interim time, the people at the Doug Fir were basically telling me how amazing their show at the Doug Fir was, and how they actually sat through and watched a set… and basically, if you work at a venue, music becomes tiring at some points, I’m sure… but that the Nurses set was actually good enough to make the workers actually want to watch it. Which is crazy amazing cool.
Anyway, when Aaron and this chick finally came back, he’s like, “If I had to rate your apartment from 1 to 10, I’d rate it FANTASTIC!”
Shortly after this, we got going on our way, and randomly turned some streets and ran into John, who was freaking hiding behind a trashcan. It was only a little surprising, haha. Guess he’d seen us coming. He launched quickly into this story about how he was scared because he’d decided to take a walk through a graveyard after going to dinner, and that he had seen five fresh graves with an entire Russian family in them, haha. Fucked up!!!!!!!!!!! Aaron mentioned to him that the Doug Fir people were just down the street, and we hatched a plan where John would basically go back and say some of the exact phrases that Aaron did, like about AGUA and FANTASTIC and Michael Jackson. Some talk about him rolling around on the ground with fake seizure action and then screaming out random phrases like that. Haha.
He went back, and we went on our way, but soon decided we needed to head back to the venue anyway. So we backtracked, too, and crossed paths with John before he had done the deed. Right when we got there, though, he asked for some AGUA and I guess the guy who lived there gave him a SLIGHT look of WTF but not enough to catch on. Once he’d gotten water, he came back out and said that he rated the place FANTASTIC, and THAT they got, but later, when he referenced Michael Jackson, Prince, and Nostradamus, the shit went completely over their heads, haha. And I guess they answered with all seriousness when he asked whether they thought that Nostradamus had predicted Michael Jackson’s death. Come ON, kids!! Come ON!!
Anyway, getting slightly sick on the 2.5 mile walk home was fine, and I woke up feeling fine the next day. But drinking a Cherry Vitamin Water prior to watching Transformers, which I prefaced to Cole prior to drinking it, “I hope I don’t get sick drinking this. I’m allergic to cherries,” was death. I drank about half of it, and halfway through Transformers, my head was pounding and I was freezing my fucking ass off. It was ridiculous! It lasted all that night and I could only be cranky pants, haha, and then Jeanette called me and told me she didn’t know if she could go to Burning Man, and that made me even MORE cranky pants!!!
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