Friday was good. Very good. Much happiness and fun good.
i got some sleep and Roni and i lounged around for a while and then, around noon, i dropped her off with Myste and ran to work to check mail, read diaries, and see what was going on. Angel (new interesting friendly person) was bored and didn't want to be there but the girlfriend had the car and so i offered a ride home. He didn't want to go home, either, so we drove aimlessly around and talked for a while so he could insult my driving but i'm used to that. i laughed and offered to pull over and let him drive but he said i'd probably never get the truck back if i let him drive it . . . don't blame him ~ i'd never give it back now!
So, in our quest for Something Better to Do� , we ended up at Syphon's house where he eventually called home and told the girl that he'd not be home until late since he was exercising the 'boys night out' option and going to the show with us.
We got drinks and chilled out, listened to practice and he got to know my boys and then Russ and Mary showed up! Russ was mumbling something about how they can't run the lights and shit while they are playing so he was there to get it done. Within an hour he announced "That's it! i'm PLAYING tonight!" It will probably be his last show to play with them and it worked out beautifully. He ran lights and played with fire during the new songs and played on the ones he knew and fun was had by all.
Bridge has been tying to discourage his ex-girlfriend and she is not understanding the whole 'ex' concept so we discussed at some length the whole idea of 'NO! NO! BAD WHORE!' and how it applies. P.B. Superstar is single by choice as he sees too much of the 'things-were-so-great-in-the-beginning-but-now-i-just-wonder-what-the-hell-am-i-doing-here'. Hunter is embroiled in his own relationship that leaves the rest of us scratching our heads and wondering but they seem pretty content with the even keel they have established, so . . .
The first band was Wasted America and they were decent but i had downed a half a pitcher of beer and so Mary and i were making up 'suck my balls' lyrics to all their songs to amuse each other and for some reason the one sucking his balls kept biting at the end of each song as they all ended in "OOOOWWWW-wwwwoooooowww-OOOOOW!". We laughed ourselves to tears!
The second band was good. They reminded me of Staind and Creed with some other random influences but i liked it. They were on the edge of hard rock/alternative and the mellow sound that is becoming more popular right now.
Then my boys played. Have i said how much i love these guys? i love them THIS MUCH! (not that you can see me or anything) they rocked the stage and had fun with it and there was a small yet awesomely feared mosh pit in front of the stage and people tried to touch Bridge, as usual, and he offered to let them blow him, as usual. The new songs kicked ass and i loved the whole show.
Saturday was another lesson i don't seem to be able to retain.
i went to pick up Roni, Sarah and Alexis from Myste's since i finally get to see my two wonderful nieces and we ended up streaking my hair while Micah was down for his nap. It looks really good. i started with a very deep dark red/red and we lightened every other hole and left it for ten minutes. For the non-technical, i am now a calico! i have every shade from red so dark it looks black to reddish blonde.
When we were done with this, Chip came home. i had already promised to take Myste and the girls to McD's to eat and play so, we left Chip and the baby home and stayed at McD's for five hours.
i should have taken her home then, but i didn't. She didn't want to go home yet. We went back to my home to look through my movies and pull some out for Myste to watch. We put in End Of Days and i liked it . . . until the end. Good movie, disappointing end. We ate dinner and took her home around 10:00 p.m.
This was BAD since she had not called. i don't have a phone and i didn't insist before we left. (not that it would have phased her if i tried to insist but i wouldn't feel so bad then) He called his family. And her friends, i think. He was very angry and worried and i think his work truck was towed, too, so that probably didn't help his mood.
i don't truly fear HIM, i fear pissing him off. He has a huge temper and so do both Myste and i. Out of the three of us, i hold mine the best. i don't hold my temper well at all. When the three of us go at it, it's really ugly. i don't want to let things get ugly. That would hurt Roni and is not good for his relationship with Myste, either. Call me crazy but i don't want to hurt them and her choice to be a friend to me does hurt their relationship. i do so well most of the time ~ i don't go over there and i don't call unless there is scheduling to be done but then, all it takes is one afternoon, once in a while, and he flips the fuck out. But then, if my (nonexistant) fianc� and ex-husband went out to eat lunch at 1:30 p.m. and didn't come back until 10:00 . . . i might be a little uncomfortable. Especially if i was a paranoid delusional who believed they would run off together in some gay love affair.
i now feel like an idiot and a glutton for punishment. Stupid me.
i am right now stuck on a song i heard
that sounded like they were saying . . .
"Supersonic butt dart!"
and it's making me crazy!
confessed on 2001-06-17