Once Upon a Time in Palm Springs

Palm Springs #4 last weekend.

Friday:

We didn't think we'd make it out together in time for the show because Laura had work until 4. I got to her house around 4:15 ish and we left around 4:45. We decided to try a new route, taking the 55 to the 91 so we could get in the 91 toll road [which is blocked off if we take the 241 toll road]... and it worked perfectly!! We made it in about an hour and 45 minutes and got there just as the show was getting ready to start. No L&L videos this time, but a promo for Fusion that Kevin wanted us to put together for him...Laura did a really good job sifting through all the video we got with a fine-toothed comb and I think it turned out nicely =]




So I was pretty much starving to death while we were waiting for Kevin after the show. We had no clue really was going on so we didn't know what to do besides wait to hear what the plan was. Finally we went outside, sat around in the dirt on a rock for a while, then after meeting Heather and Jamie [p.s. everyone in Palm Springs seems to know us] we learned that In-N-Out was just one exit down off of the 10...needless to say we didn't wait around much longer. Probably about an hour later we decided we should probably call and tell Kevin where we were and find out where he was slash where we should go. He told us to meet at Tashas...and we kind of knew how to get there from In-N-Out.

Saturday..err morning:

A minor detour may have been involved but we ended up getting there before Kevin, Nathan, Cody and Kaitlin did...so we waited in my car until they got there because uhh.. that would be awkward to just go into Tasha's house on our own haha. So then they got there, we went to the door, Tasha was surprised to see so many people [she thought it would just be Kevin and the Lauras and maybe Nate...] but she was fine with it.

Hung out in the huge kitchen with 5 million ovens for a while then Kevin, Nathan, Matty, Laura and I went downstairs because Tasha was worried everyone was being too loud. Ideally everyone else should have gone downstairs with us....didn't happen. Maybe Tim was there too...

Stories, Turkeys, etc...

AND THEN

Tim comes down the stairs and starts telling Matty that Nate poured beer on Bryan.


Then Tim went back upstairs

And came back down with Gemma... So Gemma and Matty start speaking yibish. wow. We had no clue what was going on AT ALL but it was funny nonetheless.


Then Siah comes in looking sneaky. I don't even really remember what he said...Bryan followed shortly after and everyone stared at him as he came in...he was looking equally sneaky.

We ended up outside standing at the bottom of the stairs. Everyone was trying to say things that would provoke Nate, who was upstairs talking to Kevin. Matty is the peacekeeper.

Idk some other stuff happened that I'm not remembering now...


We ended up back upstairs in the kitchen at some point with Matty and Nathan. Rosetta Stone and laundry.


Kevin put a hot pocket in the microwave then went back outside.

Nathan doesn't put his sandwiches together because he tricks himself into thinking he's eating more than he really is. Gross coke.


Kevin hadn't come back yet, so Matty started eating his hot pocket.

Kevin came back, reached for his hot pocket in the microwave, blamed Nathan for eating it. Sharing is caring.


Kevin ignorantly drank some of Matty's drink. Was disgusted.

Then we left.


Show at Ignition Saturday night. Hazel and Vine had to cancel because 2 of their members were in the hospital having their stomachs pumped from food poisoning at Chipotle [DONT EAT CHIPOTLE KIDS!]. Merch Masterpiece:






Wibow iba whibole libot mibore hibappibened thibis wibeekibend thibat ibi pribobibabliby shibould ibinclibude bibut thibis pibost ibis libong ibenibough ibas ibit ibis

peace out together girl scout.


oh I almost forgot! I rediscovered Once yesterday. I missed this music!

I'd Rather be in Victorville

So last night I saw Valencia at Chain Reaction and ohmygod they are AMAZING. That was probably one of the best live shows I've EVER seen. Ah. So good. They're songs have so much meaning behind them and it comes through just as well live as it does on their album. This was the perfect way to break the 2 week streak of no concerts.

And they're all so nice. Brendan made a point of trying to remember our names [which isn't that difficult considering we have the same name], and George wanted to make sure that Laura had gotten everything she needed for winning the Buzznet contest so he personally grabbed a hoodie for her from their merch bin. They're all awesome.

We had been toying with the idea of seeing them again in Victorville tonight. After seeing them we were DEFINITELY up for the drive.

Here comes the rant.
Parents can be so difficult. I'll just leave it at that. Basically I ended up driving around surveying the weather waiting to hear from Laura if we could go, pulling over to the side of the road, and listening to Valenica...all the while wishing my car were in drive on the 91 rather than in park next to a random house in the Tustin foothills. Man that was the worst feeling. The drive back home was so frustrating. I ended up having to go for a run to blow off some steam because I was so mad. Needless to say I listened to Valencia the whole time. I found out when I got home that the 15 was closed anyways because of snow I guess.

Except now...it appears to be open. And this storm is nowhere to be found.

So instead of seeing an AMAZING show -- tonight would have been epic because it's the last night of this tour -- I am home, doing nothing particularly productive. I cleaned out my purse, organized things a little. Nothing too life-changing.

At least I have Bidwell/Vogue to look forward to on Thursday and Palm Springs this weekend. I love Palm Sprinkles. A lot. I'm excited for more of this:


Oh, something else that was a little funny from last night. Artist vs Poet played too. I've seen them 4 times now and really I don't think they have any idea who I am. Just don't really connect with that band. Anyways I had a message to impart from their "Colorado crew". Well I guess I picked the wrong person because Joe W had NO idea who I was talking about. This led to somewhat of an awkward coversation that was a minor blip in an otherwise awesome night. Not too horrible though. Tried to make the best of it. I chose Tarcy next and fortunately he understood. But then he was off, followed by a group of young girls who regard him as some type of Greek god or something.

Now I guess I'll watch some videos from last night and pretend I'm in Victorville getting ready for Valencia to go on. Artist vs Poet or Houston Calls are probably playing right now. Hmph.

Direction

I've decided to start a blog. Not because I have anything particularly interesting to say or because I have a burning desire to share my life with complete strangers. This is just an outlet for me and something I can look back on in a few years and hopefully see that I've grown somehow. Most likely though I'll laugh at how differently everything turned out. 

So I've come to a point where my life is increasingly in my control and the path I take is up to me and no one else. I first noticed this after high school ended when suddenly people were looking at me to make my own choices. This new, no holds barred world is pretty awesome sometimes--don't feel like going to class today? Then don't! No one cares!--but at the same time I feel like I'm floating in an abyss of sorts. Over a year and a half after graduating I still don't feel like I've found much direction. In a sense I guess I'm waiting for something to happen. Well maybe I've lived my whole life that way...just waiting. Except before that was fine--from pre-school to the end of high school my endgame was always getting into college. Done. 

But now what? 

Waiting isn't exactly the best course of action as I rapidly approach the real world. Oh God. I have to get a real job at some point. But that's a story for another day. First I have to settle on a major. I might have chosen one last week...maybe. I have until the end of Spring quarter to declare. We'll see what happens between now and then. Basically I have about four months to decide what I want to do with my life. Sweet. Indecision rocks!

I guess the only thing I really know I want is to study abroad. More than anything I want to live in Paris. I don't know what it is about that city, but it has a hold on me that hasn't loosened even slightly since I was there in June 2006. This is more waiting though, dang it! I'm hoping to go in the Spring of 2010. Meaning I wouldn't leave until just under a year from now. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I haven't even applied yet. One step at a time.

I guess I just have to keep telling myself that: One step at a time. God has a plan for me. I need to trust that I am not, in fact, floating in an abyss. He is guiding me. He has my roadmap.

If only I could see the map...

I feel like this song is fitting:

breezy sunday afternoon

I was strolling along the sidewalk strips

down on seventh avenue

a stranger asked me for direction

I said I don't have a clue

I swear I'm just as lost as you