| krystina ( @ 2008-07-08 08:37:00 |
tour is ruling
throat is failing hard
I'm about to go get breakfast with Joe Biel, who I saw last night and it fucking made my life. Its been at least three years.
I got to hang out with Britt last night, who I walked in an embrace with for the first time in four years.
It has been incredible to see old friends, obviously. Staying up til 3 with Devin totally killed me but was way worth it.
Tour has involved things like: not knowing what day it is, making new friends, hardly ever eating and having a way shrinking stomach (which makes in painful to eat delicious things!), getting screamed at all night by new friends (in the fun way), hugs after every set, circle pits and posi jumps, busting up my leg via horseplay before we even play that night, going to a fake beach and a real pool with way too many punx, Kyle and Fred constantly singing fight songs and/or billy joel, killing every joke we come up with/stumble upon, missing the new friends we inadvertently toured with for four days, being whisked from hangout to swimming to show to record store to groceries to restaurant to van to show to house to dinner, and forgetting to send postcards.
love to you all! I have so many good stories and pictures to share.
throat is failing hard
I'm about to go get breakfast with Joe Biel, who I saw last night and it fucking made my life. Its been at least three years.
I got to hang out with Britt last night, who I walked in an embrace with for the first time in four years.
It has been incredible to see old friends, obviously. Staying up til 3 with Devin totally killed me but was way worth it.
Tour has involved things like: not knowing what day it is, making new friends, hardly ever eating and having a way shrinking stomach (which makes in painful to eat delicious things!), getting screamed at all night by new friends (in the fun way), hugs after every set, circle pits and posi jumps, busting up my leg via horseplay before we even play that night, going to a fake beach and a real pool with way too many punx, Kyle and Fred constantly singing fight songs and/or billy joel, killing every joke we come up with/stumble upon, missing the new friends we inadvertently toured with for four days, being whisked from hangout to swimming to show to record store to groceries to restaurant to van to show to house to dinner, and forgetting to send postcards.
love to you all! I have so many good stories and pictures to share.