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07/06/2002 entry: "Hey, Stereo-girl"

Gosh, why do I feel like I could write a chapter of a book on just today? Well, maybe I could if I tried to. I think it's just a fleeting feeling of exhaustedness that's overtaking me.

So, I decided to sit here, Nilla cookies in hand, to tell you all about my day.

First, I woke up at 9am. AM. NINE. That's early. Then, in a 3 hour span of time, I ate breakfast, did some things (okay, Tae Bo.. so kill me); then I showered and got things ready to leave my house in my new car. Which, ONLY has a CD player. Gah! I'm so dependent on tapes, this is going to be tough.

Then at noon, I went over to Kevin's house. We hung out all day, watched TV, got food, etc. A usual day for us, pretty much. Then at about 7pm, we left for Chicago. See, there was this Steven show tonight up there. It was at 9pm, but we wanted to get there early 1) because something always happens that makes you wish you had left earlier and 2) because Kevin planned on eating at the place we were going to. It's T's Restaurant/Bar, if you live around Chicago. We got there a little after 8pm and were walking towards the door, when we hear this girl and guy behind us yelling at someone. We didn't think it was us, because.. well, we didn't know them. But, then when one of them yelled "Hey, girl with The Stereo sticker on her bag" I kind of knew it was me. They just wanted to ask us if we were going to the show. And they asked how we found out about it. So that was neat. Then, we go in, and this place is actually pretty neat looking. They played some scary music, but we'll get to that later.

Well, the food was kind of expensive, to say the least. We got chicken tenders for $8, and then $2 Cokes. Yeah. BUT- You can kind of say it was worth it. Because they served this sauce with it, Curry Mayonnaise. I know what you're thinking- or, might be thinking. But trust me when I say this stuff was good. It looked a little weird, but you know, you can't judge food by the book you found it in. Or.. hm.

Well, anyhow. Kevin had some, then got me to try it (I didn't mind, I was curious). Then Chris got there, and Kevin's like "Hey, you have to try this, it's Curry Mayonnaise". He was a little hesitant because of the name, but he did try a bit of it, and did in fact like it. So, I rest my case. 3 people on this Earth like Curry Mayonnaise, therefore you will too.

And they served it up real pretty and artsy like. Cute.

The show, or the two bands I saw, were of course good. The only thing was where I was sitting. I was just a little too close to the band. I know, some of you are thinking, how is that possible? Well, it is. Ever hear of the phrase "way too loud"? Well, it wasn't way too loud, but a little loud. Especially Steven, because most of what I heard was the drums. The vocals just weren't getting to my ears very well. But, from what I did hear, it sounded good with drums. I'd really like to hear them recorded some day that way, with the drums and everything.

Oh! That's right, I was going to talk about the music in that place. Well, they were playing Third Eye Blind when we got in there. They did play "While My Guitar Gently Weeps". But, then they played TLC twice.. and it was "Waterfalls". Twice. Hm.

I don't remember what else they played. Sorry, guys, my mind is burning out!

Let's see, what else? Oh, okay, well then when Kevin and I were leaving, we heard someone yelling once again, although this time I knew it was for me since they were yelling "Hey Stereo-Girl!" and running after us. It was that guy from earlier, and he wanted to tell us about this fest in Arlington Heights that's going on in August. The Stereo is headlining, that's why he was telling me. He said there's gonna be a bunch of hardcore bands there the second day.. that's just not my cup of tea. But, I said thanks anyhow. I guess it would be kind of nice to see The Stereo again, I only saw them once. Maybe, if Peggy wants to go or something... Yeah. Kevin said I was attracting all the emo kids tonight. Haha. They don't scare me, so I don't mind. I'm just not really an emo scenester. I'm not really into emo. In fact, I don't listen to emo hardly at all. Well, not things that I think of as emo anyhow. But I hate to disappoint those kids. Haha kids, they're fucking my age. Whatever. I'm being dumb.

Aaaand, oh yeah, the grand finale. So, I have my new car. It doesn't have a whole lot of gas in it apparently, because my dad called me to warn me. When I looked, it was almost on empty. Yeah. So, I asked Kevin and his mom if they knew if the Shell station near their house was 24 hours. They thought it was. Hell, I thought it was too, everytime I go by there it's open. So, I waited until midnight when we got back to get gas. Lo and behold, the Shell was closed. BASTARDS! They couldn't stay open just a little past midnight. Luckily, there was another gas station right on the opposite corner. But since I couldn't use my Shell card, I had to pay in cash. No big deal, I did have some money on me for emergencies. Then, I PULLED UP TO THE PUMP ON THE WRONG SIDE. How was I supposed to know my car was backwards? I'm used to the gas.. thingy (sorry, tired, not thinking) being on the left side of the car. On my new car, it's on the right. GAH! So I had to turn around. Blech. Then, as I'm driving home, I see another Shell station farther away that WAS still open. But I wouldn't have made it to that one anyhow.

There. I think that was my day. I spent 13 hours out for the day. MAN. I did have fun though. Well, until the headache set in. And I did stay awake in the car long enough to get home... having to go to the bathroom kind of helps in that.

Well.. here's to another magical day in the neighborhood. I think I'm going to have to go to Hinsdale tomorrow to apply for a job. They're doing interviews next week, and I need to do it. And I have to say I want the job as year round. Hm. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I also have a list of other jobs to look into this next week.

Oh, and Sunday Kevin and I are going back into the city for a trip to the Art Institute. At least we're taking the train... fucking hell. I need some sleep.