1:42 a.m. Waiting for Grace’s dad to bring back our shirts that we sent with him backstage. Some late 30 somethings won’t leave us alone, but maybe they offer good information: listen to Cowboy Junkies album Trinity Sessions. Hmmm…
3:19. Concert high will not wear off. (Bonus for the online reader: check out a recording of the show. Second set features songs from Top Gun!!! http://www.archive.org/details/gpn2009-12-31.akg481.flac16) Trying to wind down by watching Old School.
3:22. I also have to note that it’s 2:22 CST ( my phone didn’t switch over). 2:22 is a Grace song. Played tonight. By far the best version I’ve ever heard.
3:23. Also must note that we met 2 girls outside as we waited for a cab. They were pissed. It’s assumed that they were leaving the band’s after party. I will wonder what pissed them off so.
11:04. I’ve been brushing my teeth with all-natural baking soda toothpaste for the past 3 days. While I initially thought it tasted like the smell of fish oil—shit, forget initially—it still tastes weird. But I can’t help but return to it day and night. It must be growing on me.
11:04. Happy New Year! Now that it’s 2010, I wonder how long it will take the Trivial Pursuit people to come out with the ’00-’09 edition. I suck ass at the ‘80s edition, but think I would have a good shot with this one since I’ve been in my teens and early 20s that whole time!
11:09. Just realized that I’ll be taking back 3 posters and a shirt that needs framed. GPN shrine number 2 anyone?
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7:40 p.m. About to complete the Scream trilogy for a fairly lazy NYD.
7:41. Realize that it’s okay to shorten New Year’s Even with NYE, but to shorten New Year’s Day with NYD looks stupid.
7:42. T might be part bug. She admitted that she can’t stop staring at the light.
7:43. Now she’s making inappropriate jokes about “the light” by connecting it with death and planes. Not funny.
7:44. T has lost her mind. Completely.
7:52. D-R-O-W-N-I-N-G. How you spell the word that indicates when one is overcome with water and is unable to reach the surface. Note that there is no –D- other than the 1st “d” in the word; therefore, one should not pronounce it “drownDing”. Wisconsonites are just strange.
T: Ouch.
7:55. T: I think I’m going to name my kid Polyester.
H: Sorry, what?
T: You know, ‘cause it’s okay for his name to be Cotton and I think Polyester sounds way better than Nylon.
H: Okay.
7:56. T:Did you see the brat[wurst] on the side of the road today? I was going to point that out to you but then I didn’t.
H: Why would you not point that out to me?!
7:57. Tiger Woods’s wife must have been watching Scream 3 directly before Tiger admitted that he’s been familiar with other ladies. Pretty girl + golf clubs (like the lady who takes a swing at Cotton in the opening sequence). It’s all too familiar.
9:00. H: I’d be pretty messed up if I found out my mother was a whore right about now.
9:01. T: And H has lost her mind. Rolling a Gatorade cap around your mouth is a talent that no many people have.
9:05. T: I’m sorry, is the founding on top of your head too tight?
9:05. H can’t shoot Gatorade bottles or cookie wrappers across the room. Sad Day L
10:32. Butthole and booger = 2 words that need to come back into the mainstream
10:33. Oooh, and butthead, too.
H: I think you’ve called me a butthead before.
T: Yeah, I go more for the head than the hole.
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