I have somehow misplaced half a box of chocolate digestive cookies. For three weeks.

I have somehow misplaced half a box of chocolate digestive cookies. For three weeks.
“Fly me to the moon”, Tiana’s awesome foodie review of my mooncake: http://j.mp/5TyKHq
Uh oh. There’s aren’t my pants.
Betrayed, disappointed, and hurt. This has been a triple whammy of a bad day. Going to have some ice cream now.
Scream for me, Dustin. It’s been a hard day so far, and all the world is mad.
Found the gloves I left in my car frozen stiff this morning. I guess my palms got sweaty from the shoveling marathon.
The house show (announced earlier this year) was a huge success. I moved a bunch of furniture around in the living room and transformed it from this:
To this:
There were almost 30 people crammed into my living room for a night of intimate music and an ice cream bar1 (on which I spent nearly $100, including all the fixins). Admittedly, I got a little overstimulated and panicky somewhere in the middle, due to all people, but Pat and Jen came and talked to me, and they calmed me down. It also got really hot with all the people in there, so I cranked up the A/C a few hours ahead of time.
Arne, who goes by the stage name Duryea Hawkins and was Shane’s surprise guest musician, completely blew everyone away with his opening number, named Snowman. At the end of the song, you can hear Dan say, “Wow”. It’s so good, I have it on constant repeat at the moment.
Once again, Shane dedicated a song to me (woo!), my favourite of course, It’s A Drag. He also did a few new songs I had never heard before; one of the best parts of concerts is being able to hear new material that a musician is working on.
And for the first time, I got to see Jesse rap in person. He was going to do an all acoustic show, with several exotic instruments, but then Nick (who does the backing vocals/beats and goes by the stage name Rockefort F. Loopfrog) bought a loop machine, so they decided to use that instead. Quite different from the studio produced sounds that I’m used to hearing from Jesse, but just as good.
The artists all went home happy with the money that was donated2 and made from the swag they sold.
Since it was my first house show, I really wanted to enjoy it instead of fussing with getting the proper shot, so I set up my camera and left it on in the corner. Next time, I’m going to do a bit more camera work.
Had to dig my car out of the last two days of snow to get out of my lot. FUCK YOU, MOTHER NATURE (and thanks for coming before Christmas).
Dreams are no longer sacred.
There are seat warmers in the *back* of this Audi. My buns are in heaven.
Rude people are so much harder to deal with when it’s 5:30 in the morning.
Oh my god! Tori Amos covered Cohen’s Famous Blue Raincoat!!! I am googling this immediately.
Whenever I’m catching up with my married friends, it feels like I’m the only one talking. I felt really self-centered, until I realized I’m the only one with any updates. Aside from some construction or new furniture, they don’t have any news, much less, drama.
I wonder if I’ll ever be settled like them. If my life will ever be drama-free, without all the instability in my relationships, both good and bad.
We’re winning and John just said, “This game is like a bad boob job…it’s so lopsided.”
Wow. That is my new favourite picture now. I can’t remember the last time we had a guy’s afternoon to help each other buy new clothes.