So yesterday flew by so fast. And so much happened. I felt so many things. Did so many different things. And now it’s time to make sense of it all because I feel almost overwhelmed by the amount of stuff that happened (and the amount of things that didn’t happen too).
The morning began at 6:30 when I awoke and after I wrote a lengthy e-mail to Christina just kinda rambling about things, I went to breakfast with Vanessa (gosh, hardly remember that). We went to the Butterfield’s NOT on Butterfield road (if you care to know, it’s on Naper on Ogden). I was wholly reluctant to go, but when I first walked in it was actually really nice on the inside and quite warm. I was already feeling okay about it. Then when Vanessa came we enjoyed a nice morning conversation and the food proved to be delicious as always. Oh, by the way, I’d decided to rock out to The Receiving End of Sirens yesterday morning during my car rides… that was dope.
I then picked up Allen at 9:32 at the train station. We went home, worked on some new potential appa tunes (my one song Crystals is being turned into one and it sounds friggin SWEET at this point), practiced a lil, and I said goodbye to my wonderful grandmother. Allen poked his head outta the basement and was like, “Bye grandma!” That was cute. We then went out to Corner Bakery and got Swiss oatmeal. It was cool. And we rocked out to the Pillows. Then we came home and Corbett arrived. We played Brawl! It’s pretty sweet. This is where some drama kinda kicked in. Harriet called at 12:36 saying she just got outta soccer and she’d be about 45 minutes. We wanted to leave at 1. well… Allen really did. So with that in mind we decided to go grab lunch at Potbelly’s. After some amusing driving and a lunch run, we went back home and noticed it was 1:10. According to Harriet she should be over in about 10 minutes. Mmmm… not quite the case. It was about 1:45 when she arrived and we were actually all in the car, ready to leave. So her and Anna popped in and we sped off. I didn’t think much of her being so late. I don’t think anyone really did. But I noticed she wasn’t really in the best of moods. And I felt bad. Because I didn’t want to draw attention to it, but how could I just ignore it? So after a carride with loud blasting music (Allen and I rocked out hxc when TBS came on), a Yoshi, and Corbett trying to put on three seatbelts, we arrived and Allen’s apartment and unloaded. On our way into the apartment I drew Harriet close to me and asked her how she was doing. All I got was a half-hearted, “Doin alright.” And then while in the apartment she seemed really distant from me, like she didn’t wanna be there with me at all. I didn’t let it bother me: Allen and Chris were bodacious as always… and I was certain things with Harriet would turn around. In fact, things got a little better when Allen got up from next to her and left a spot open… I slid in and we finally started interacting. Although it was just tickling me and abusing me, it got her to smile a little bit. I hadn’t seen her do much of that at this point. I’m still mad at Chris for just watching. Only not really.
Then we did a run-through of our show. Things were… alright. You could tell it was just a practice, nothing more. But this is when Harriet’s mood turned right around and the day started getting even better than it was before. Like, the moment we were done she kept insisting I go sit with her and be with her. In short, I saw the love in her eyes again.
We then went off to Mojoe’s where Chris took the front seat with me and people in the back started acting like little children asking, “Are we thereee yet?” to which Chris and I just turned the music up even louder. Then when Allen yelled, “You guys are the worst parents ever!”…. we turned it up louder. And then Harriet said she had to use the bathroom. I handed her my mcdonald’s cup. Best. Father. Ever.
We arrived at Mojoe’s and this is where things start mashing together… this is why I’m blogging in the first place, so I can remember all that happened. Let me talk about the show in terms of people…
Let’s start with Mike. Mike’s our manager. I met him for the first time last night (sort of). Anddd, he’s absolutely awesome. I get the feeling he may end up reading this and see what kind of a sensitive kid I am, but whatever. I’m down with that. Him and I clicked immediately I felt. It seems we’re into the same kind of humor and got a lot of the same opinions on stuff. My favorite moments with him were talking while he ate his burger king and the butt-bump we did to say goodbye to each other.
Then there’s Mikey. He pulled a knife on me because I turned off Piano man. And he accussed my girlfriend of being pregnant. And I wore his booty shorts. And that guy is basically awesome. What else is there to really expand upon?
Next let’s discuss Harriet. She drew a sign for Appastar to sell cd’s. It was hardcore. Then she spent 45 minutes giving me a sharpie sleeve-tattoo that everyone was envious of. While I was in the bathroom she texted me saying, “I love you”. That was interestingly awesome. She held my hand during Cody’s set and I loved it. She kissed me in the basement and said, “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time…” She let me draw on her stomach. I dunno. Yet again, what else is there to say? I love that girl.
I dunno. That’s the part that’s wigging me out the most. All these things happened yesterday… and even the day before… and even before then! So much has happened and we just haven’t been in situations together where we can just talk. I’m dying to talk about yesterday’s events with her… go over all that happened and sit back and laugh with her about it all. I didn’t want her to leave last night. I never want her to leave.
I gotta go to mass soon, so let’s finish this up as best I can.
Corbett is amazing. I had this talk with Harriet friday how I’m so happy he’s now a bigger part of my life. yesterday was full proof of why.
I love the world of music. I love the world where I see Mike, Mikey, Allen, Tim, Chris, and everyone else. The life that is so far and totally unconnected to my life at Benet. I wish I never had to deal with the life at Benet. I wish I could live the life I had last night… and honestly? I wish I could live it with everyone there. Harriet, Corbett, and Anna. Fuck. I’d be more than happy to spend a life just with those people in it. All my music friends and those three kids. It was perfection I tell you.
But okay. Yeah. I do have to go to mass now.
I hope more than anything I see Harriet today. That’s my lasting thought.
Oh yeah. THe show itself was killer, though. We got mad compliments.
And the group at Seven Treasures was amazing. Sandy, Chris, Charles, Charlie, Allen, Corbett, Anna, and Harriet? Ahhh… loved that.
Peace.
