| First Day of Mardi Gras...February 19, 2004.
As always it was the greatest night, and the worst night. Manic was in town...minus Todd, he quit the band January 30, the last time they were in town. I love Manic...I also love Todd but I knew I'd show up and show my support anyway, and prove to myself that I could handle Todd not being around. I'll tell you about the story of my life. It's just me, Stephenie, and Kurren, sitting at the bar, enjoying drinks, as usual. There's this really cute guy sitting by us who keeps looking at me. I smile, as I usually do towards strangers, well anybody that looks my way. I turn to talk to Steph. For some reason, I look again, and the guy goes, "smile". I said something to him then turned back around, having this weird ass grin. Stephenie just smiles and continues talking/drinking. Dude gets up and walks away, and I'm like oops I pissed him off by not talking to him. Steph's like, he'll come back. And he did! Stephenie decides to intervene and talk to him, and introduces me in the process grrr. His name is Josh, and we actually hit it off really well, too well. He sits back down, and asks me "if you could dance with any guy here right now, who would it be? I'll ask him for ya." Weird question. I go, "well the only guy I want to dance with right now is you." Josh replies, "I can't dance." Likely story. Here, his doc forbids it, because his thigh muscles are fucked up. Manic starts playing, so Steph and I proceed to go up to the stage. I invited Josh to come along, if he'd like, he doesn't have to dance, because only I dance anyway, Steph doesn't. Eventually he came up and stood behind me. I probably looked like an asshole lol. The night wears on, slowly, for some reason. Josh keeps giving me beads for no reason, just cuz he's nice I guess, and my 33 beads turns into more and more beads. I'm really liking this guy. Backstreet Law starts to play (yuk) and Josh pulls me up front, like making me like this band...I just told him BL was ok lol...No one compares to Manic.We go back to the bar. Eventually it comes out that he's in the army. I"m like goddammit. I always told myself I would never fall for a military man. So what the hell am I doing now? But I let it pass, probably because I'm too tipsy to even think about it. He disappears for a bit and guess who I run into? Travis, Ron and Walt! So we talk, exchange cigarettes, and talk some more. Somewhere during the night I earned a strand of beads off of Kurren...can't believe I did that...eventually Kurren gets so trashed that he's kissing me and Steph...Josh comes back, mumbling something about how he has to leave soon...I'm like what??? So we go someplace quiet and talk. Here he had to leave at 1 am for a plane ride to go down south to get his surgery on his thigh. After he heals, he's going overseas. He couldn't tell me where but it was in the Middle East somewhere. I gave him my number and address. We're both heartbroken and pissed off. He asks if he can kiss me, and we do. He's too sweet. He spills beer on my leg (he just wanted to touch them, he says), and I feel his legs hehe. Here he has really bad scars on his legs and stomach. He was shot. Kinda weirded me out. I decided hey, I'll just enjoy the nite as best I can til he leaves. When I said bye it was the worst feeling. We went into a corner and said our goodbyes. Lol bad idea cuz bartenders kept going thru the door behind us...the one's like "enjoy mardi gras!" So, he leaves. I'm depressed. Go back to the bar. Kurren's gone, and puking by the bar. I decide to find cool beads for Greto, took us 15 min to get them off. I go to Miller, the drummer, says G. disappeared. Here he was drunk and puking. He comes back, swaying badly, but he was glad I gave him beads. Miller kept saying how cool I am. Steph's still pissed that M is wearing this ugly trucker hat. And that's the nite. Said bye to Manic, told them see them next time, made sure G. was better.Oh I was gonna drive, but thanks to Miller, his Jaeger fucked me up Last Day of Mardi Gras February 21, 2004. Do you ever sit and wonder at times that shit happens for a reason? I do it all the time, just for the fact that things have been really shitty lately, but yet really good and really strange at times. Anyway... So I get out of work at 4...repeatedly telling myself that I'm not going out tonight like I had planned...I was in a bad mood for numerous reasons, I was starting to get sick, and I just didn't feel like going out. I'm online, talking to Adam...he invites me to go out, but I told him I probly wont, but if I change my mind, I'll call. Get offline, Beck calls, invites me to her house for dinner and to hang out with her and her granddaughter, Patience. I'm like okok fine I dont have to sit at home and sulk. Just in case, I shower, and get ready and look nice, in case Beck might want to stop by Mardi Gras or somethin. We chill, talk, eat, her friend calls...so I decide to call Adam and see if they were still going out. They decided to just stay in for the night. Damn, go figure I want to go out now and no one else does. Putting my pissed feelings aside, I text Ry. He wants me to go out with him, Duder, and Bordy later. So a few hours pass...we're walking to the pub. Run into Daryl...buy some awesome beads, head to the pub. We walk in, run into a hell alot of ppl. Jennie, her hot "bro" Justin...my friend Justin...Shuback! and...lo and behold...Anthony, Cory, and Chad. What's wrong with this picture? Ant and Cory haven't talked forever. They hated each other, now they're hanging out? Guess they ran into each other and made up. So...Cory's all buying us drinks...felt good, like old times when we all still talked...I dont know how, but I got drunk real quick. I didn't feel good, and had to sit, but couldn't. I was about to sit on the floor. Cory's like I'll find ya a seat. He paid some dude 20 bucks so I could have a seat...next to Cory, of course. We had a very interesting talk...to the point where Cory apologized to me a million times...how am I supposed to react to this? To make things worse, he keeps spending too much money for beads for me...but I got cool ones! Chili peppers that light up, beer mugs that light up, big balls, motorcycle with a light and makes noise, a rubber spikey ball that lights up...amongst other beads...i swear to god he had to have spent $150 on me...what the hell? So in between that Shuback and I drunkily dance for a bit...we talk about shit...decide to play some tunes on the juke...Suga Suga was a big hit amongst the Pub goers...anyway...crazy night...we didn't get out til 230..ran into Jon...and Hena too...she said I looked beautiful with all my beads...I had the most out of anyone in the bar, once again...people seriously thought I earned them all...lol I flashed my boob twice to Chad and Ant...I thought Ant was going to die and go to heaven...Ryan plants a kiss on me...and kisses Cory on the forhead. He was trashed! We all head to Sheetz. Cory buys my meal grr. Shuback and I are smoking, sitting on the sinks. SHuback spills his A&W and my feeble attempt to clean it up was to throw a big wad of napkins down. Some funny ass dude omg was bitching that his meal was 15 bucks "i coulda gotten the buffet @ Red Lobster!" he says..."fat men have to eat!"...an hour later (felt like it anyway) we get our food, part our ways...on the way to Ry's I was gonna slug ryan he was so obnoxious. Him and duder kept bitching on the easiest and fastest way to get home. I was hungry, SHuback is stuffed in the back trunky thing. Ry tells bordy to go thru a red light. dont think so. we finally make it to ry's. I try to take all my beads off...and i passed out sometime after i ate. Here's a quote from Cory that sums up the whole night. "What do you call $355? One hell of a night with Cory." |