Hmm, let's go back for a minute. I owe you a review from the Weezer concert. One word? Awesome. Two words? Fucking Awesome! Major downfall? They played at the State Fair. Should that have been capitalized? I'm not sure, lol! Anyways, playing at the State Fair was good in the sense that the venue was super small.
I'm kind of glad I waited till the last minute to get tickets because if we would have had floor seats, I would have gotten some stupid, tall, big headed guy in front of me and wouldn't have been able to see shit. Luckily though, through my laziness to steal my mom's credit card and purchase my own birthday concert tickets, we got seats on the risers, which would have been great except for Billy Bob, Bobby Jo and their 3 kids in front of us. Oh well, what are ya gonna do? They probably saved all year for this awesome trip to the fair and this concert. I had a road pop on the way there fully expecting that there would be no alcohol sales at the venue. I was correct and it was a little more than annoying. I guess we can say that I've officially had my first not high or drunk concert experience.....
The show itself was awesome though. I ended up taking my friend Lala because both Nicole and Tara bailed on me at the last minute and I needed someone to go. For whatever reason I couldn't find a male companion to accompany me that night.....
Motion City Soundtrack, which I'd never heard of, opened up and they played some high energy music and were actually pretty entertaining. When Weezer came on, the place erupted and everyone was on their feet dancing in their seat (because there were State Troopers serving as security and they were scary....). Rivers and the crew opened with Hash pipe and just rocked the place. My favorite concerts are the ones that are like a giant sing along!! I didn't think that I was going to get to hear my favorite song, Can't Stop Partying, because Lil Wayne is in jail, but Rivers totally did his rap part and it was sweet. There was one point where he put on a blond wig and started singing Lady Gaga too, which was pretty funny. They closed their 2nd encore with Buddy Holly and then all the members of the band grabbed drumsticks and all of them did this awesome drum thingy to end the show. Super freaking sweet. Here are some pics for ya :) Bear in mind that I really need a new camera. I took video not even knowing that my camera's mic is obviously fucked up and was bummed out. If any of y'all feel the need to buy me one, hit me up :)
After the concert, Lala and I went and picked up Nicole to go out for the evening, since it was only 10:30. We hit my house real quick so I could change clothes, then headed off to the local watering hole to see what was going on. Tara and Mike saw us drive by and about half an hour later she texted me and said they were coming out. What the hell? They're like the old married couple and never come out anymore. Ok then, whatever.
We drive by the local watering hole and it's packed, which never happens anymore. We walk in to see...... Well, hello Class of 2005 :) My, you have some handsome boys celebrating their 5 year high school reunion. I'm like a freaking kid in a candy store!! And who is that? Oh, it's Blue Eyes little brother. Hello little brother. Oh, you're going to follow me around like a little lost dog? Well ok then...... You ask me where your brother is? Well, he isn't answering my calls tonight. Too bad for him, I'm looking awfully cute tonight......
Oh wait, let's backtrack for a minute...... Almost back to my side of town from the concert I get a text message from a number that I don't recognize saying "Where are u?" Uhh, I don't know about you guys, but that kind of shit weirds me out.... I don't know anyone's phone numbers except my mom and Tara. So if you're not in my phone as a contact, I generally don't want anything to do with you. I texted back "Idk, who's this?" The response "Frank, we met last week". Umm, no we didn't. Not in my drunkest of nights would I forget giving my phone number to a guy named Frank. I shot back with an "I'd remember if I fucked a dude named Frank". "It's Josh, where r u? I need to c u" Fuck, fuck, fuck. I'd been successfully moving on from the Josh thing for weeks now. Hell, it'd been damn near a month since that night where he made me feel like the biggest whore on the planet. I texted back "Why r u doing this to me?" Because really, I've moved on. So had he, remember he had the Oompa Loompa at the bar my birthday night? "U r very missed. I need to c u." Shit. "I'll text you when we decide where we're going" is all I could say at that point. I had to explain the situation to Lala because she only hangs with us once in awhile. She gave me the "FUCK HIM" speech that I've heard from everyone. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know...... I'm a glutton for punishment.
Fast forward back to the local watering hole. I'm talking to Blue Eyes Brother, who will be referred to as BEB from now on, and in walks, Dave, Tara and Mike. The hood is in full party mode at this point. I'm slamming down drinks like it might be my last night on earth because it's after 11 and I don't have a buzz. I text Josh and tell him where I am. He says he'll find a ride there from the other side of town because he really just needs to see me. I'm not thrilled with this at all, mostly because BEB might tell Blue Eyes. Nope, not the case BEB is trying to get me to go home with him. I buy him a shot and try to get rid of him. No luck. Josh has walked in the door and will not come outside with everyone else. He wants to talk to me. I ditch BEB with the hood peeps I've introduced him to and tell Nicole I'm going in for a minute.
I get the biggest hug I've gotten from a boy in a long time followed by this almost pained look in his eyes. He's sorry. He didn't know how good he had it with me until he didn't have me anymore. I was all he thought about all the time. We're supposed to be together. He deleted my phone number out of his phone, as I did, but texted Tara saying he needed to ask me a question just so he could get my number again. I've heard all of this before. Usually right before some huge drunk blow-up. It hurts me to see him in the shape he's in......
Eventually I get away from him and it's decided we need to find somewhere with karaoke, because Lala is a huge karaoke fan. Ok, I'm down for whatever. We end up at the VIP, another bar that we frequent that is a scuzzy place. Oh well, drinks are cheap. The girls sorta get a little outta control there.
Lala singing Baby Got Back
Me & the hightop Chucks
Double fisted for sure :)
Lala, Me & Tara
Josh spent the night confessing all his deepest darkest problems to Mike while the rest of us got pretty lit and had a good old time. So good of a time that Nicole, the only sober one in the group, had to be our driver for the rest of the night. I know, Nicole as a DD seems unlikely, but we had partied Friday night until 6am on Saturday and she might have been drinking that $8 vodka you can buy in the gas station toward the end of the evening and was still feeling a little sick from it. She's lame.....
Josh wanted Waffle House and we still needed to take Lala home, so we headed to her side of town and grabbed some food. For some reason there are pictures of this....
See, look! He loves me, in fact, he wanted to fly to Vegas on Sunday and get married, lol!!!
Lala and Nicole were obviously a little better off than Josh and I.....
I woke up Sunday afternoon unsure how I got home. I had no phone, no camera, my sunglasses were broken in half and my car was missing. Josh was laying beside me, but we were both fully clothed...... Bummer.....
I Facebooked Nicole to make sure she had the car and she was over in about an hour to return it so I could take Josh home. I dropped him off as if nothing had happened the night before.....
More to come......
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