crazy weekend.. again
This is going to be really long. I've had a very interesting.. and crushing.. weekend.
my friends lindsey, danielle, and I went to see Johnny sketch again this weekend in dallas. I know, we're crazy fans.. maybe a tiny bit roadies. lindsey doesn't count because she's their friend, but danielle and I.. 'kinda roadies.
anyway, the dallas gig was interesting. it was the first time this place had ever had live music.. it's usually a boom-boom hip hop bar or whatever.. so the crowd was pretty sparse and the band didn't really seem into it. lindsey and I danced our asses off anyway.. until I had a bit too much to drink.. lindsey and the bandmembers kept buying me drinks!
ok, so after the show we went to our hotel.. but lindsey had left her purse in the guys' van.. and danielle's key didn't work.. so we were stuck outside the hotel. I went to the lobby and no one was to be found. we sat around until the owner came walking around in his pajamas and let us in. the hotel was gross and broken.. I'm not even going to go into details, but I think we all received dysentery from the bed.
so we got up saturday morning and were headed back to lubbock.. and we were coming up to the waco exit and lindsey asked if I wanted to go see my mom.. so we bopped on down to rosebud. on the way I called my mom and she gave me some really bad news.. she was planning on waiting until she came to lubbock for my birthday, but since I was coming down there she didn't want me to be expecting something that wasn't going to be there when I got there.. my dog. my dog laertes died.
so here's laertes' story.
one of my mom's patients from the va hospital bred shih-tzus.. and my mom told him how I had to leave my dog, scooter, in lubbock when we moved.. so he offered to give me one of the puppies for free. my mom wasn't technically allowed to accept gifts.. but she did anyway. so I went over to his place and picked out the puppy I wanted. it was an adorable little girl puppy.. and I took her home with me for a while.. I named her ophelia. the guy had to take her back to get her shots, though.. and she reacted badly to the shots and died.
so the guy felt bad about this.. so he had another litter from the same father that I could pick from.. and this is where I got laertes. so.. for you guys who have read hamlet.. laertes is ophelia's brother.. and ophelia died, etc.. so it fits.. but we ended up calling him larry most of the time because people didn't know who laertes was and it was just easier for them.
so when I moved back to lubbock, I left laertes to live with my mom because he had grown up with another little boxer puppy named sweet thang and they were best friends.. and I didn't want to separate them. plus my dog at home, scooter, didn't get along with other dogs. scooter died a year or two ago, though..
anyway.. I hated leaving him there.. but that's where his friend was and I didn't want him to get lonely. I feel really guilty about it, though.. my mom said he just stopped eating and wasn't being himself.. and she didn't notice the not-eating part because he and sweet thang share food and it looked like they were both eating when probably she was the only one.
I feel so guilty.. I feel that it's my fault. I should have taken him with me. I should have taken care of him and gotten him away from that place and from that boxer and pampered him to no end. I thought he was happy there.. I hope he was. at least I got to see a lot of him this summer.. I wish I could have seen him one more time..
I miss him so much. when I went to see my mom I went outside and saw sweet thang and she looked so skinny and sad.. I'm hoping she isn't sick too..
here's me and larry from my sophomore year, I believe. I have other pictures but I can't get them off of my phone..
ok.. so while we were visiting my mom we were talking.. and I pointed out that houston was only 3 hours away.. and johnny sketch was playing there that night (saturday). so we called around, got a hotel, and went down to houston. we got to the place 3 minutes before they were supposed to start..
again, lindsey and I danced and the atmosphere of this club was so much better.. there a lot of people from new orleans there.. and jonny sketch was opening for the radiators who are supposedly really big in new orleans. I didn't really get into the radiators cuz I was still really upset about larry and I couldn't make myself have fun cuz I felt guilty. so lindsey bought me drinks and gave me hugs.. and things started to get better.
we struggled to find our way back to the hotel.. and we brought a friend of the band with us to our hotel cuz his brother left him at the club. we didn't let him stay with us.. but he stayed in the lobby and supposedly left.. that's what the guy at the front desk said. I don't know if we helped at all.. but we tried.
anyway, this hotel was dysentery free.. thank god.
we got up in the morning.. went to ihop.. and headed out. we stopped in waco for the mall and some food where my old friend from high school waited on us. I don't know if he was really a friend, but we played together for a talent show thing.. and he asked me if I wanted to play with him again for a gig he has coming up. so I may be going back to waco soon.
I was sad that we couldn't stay in waco longer.. but we had to get going. we got home to lubbock at 1 a.m.
I had a blast, but I'm glad I'm back.
I missed harry. I'm so happy I have him..
and I miss larry so much.. I wish I had him right now.
my friends lindsey, danielle, and I went to see Johnny sketch again this weekend in dallas. I know, we're crazy fans.. maybe a tiny bit roadies. lindsey doesn't count because she's their friend, but danielle and I.. 'kinda roadies.
anyway, the dallas gig was interesting. it was the first time this place had ever had live music.. it's usually a boom-boom hip hop bar or whatever.. so the crowd was pretty sparse and the band didn't really seem into it. lindsey and I danced our asses off anyway.. until I had a bit too much to drink.. lindsey and the bandmembers kept buying me drinks!
ok, so after the show we went to our hotel.. but lindsey had left her purse in the guys' van.. and danielle's key didn't work.. so we were stuck outside the hotel. I went to the lobby and no one was to be found. we sat around until the owner came walking around in his pajamas and let us in. the hotel was gross and broken.. I'm not even going to go into details, but I think we all received dysentery from the bed.
so we got up saturday morning and were headed back to lubbock.. and we were coming up to the waco exit and lindsey asked if I wanted to go see my mom.. so we bopped on down to rosebud. on the way I called my mom and she gave me some really bad news.. she was planning on waiting until she came to lubbock for my birthday, but since I was coming down there she didn't want me to be expecting something that wasn't going to be there when I got there.. my dog. my dog laertes died.
so here's laertes' story.
one of my mom's patients from the va hospital bred shih-tzus.. and my mom told him how I had to leave my dog, scooter, in lubbock when we moved.. so he offered to give me one of the puppies for free. my mom wasn't technically allowed to accept gifts.. but she did anyway. so I went over to his place and picked out the puppy I wanted. it was an adorable little girl puppy.. and I took her home with me for a while.. I named her ophelia. the guy had to take her back to get her shots, though.. and she reacted badly to the shots and died.
so the guy felt bad about this.. so he had another litter from the same father that I could pick from.. and this is where I got laertes. so.. for you guys who have read hamlet.. laertes is ophelia's brother.. and ophelia died, etc.. so it fits.. but we ended up calling him larry most of the time because people didn't know who laertes was and it was just easier for them.
so when I moved back to lubbock, I left laertes to live with my mom because he had grown up with another little boxer puppy named sweet thang and they were best friends.. and I didn't want to separate them. plus my dog at home, scooter, didn't get along with other dogs. scooter died a year or two ago, though..
anyway.. I hated leaving him there.. but that's where his friend was and I didn't want him to get lonely. I feel really guilty about it, though.. my mom said he just stopped eating and wasn't being himself.. and she didn't notice the not-eating part because he and sweet thang share food and it looked like they were both eating when probably she was the only one.
I feel so guilty.. I feel that it's my fault. I should have taken him with me. I should have taken care of him and gotten him away from that place and from that boxer and pampered him to no end. I thought he was happy there.. I hope he was. at least I got to see a lot of him this summer.. I wish I could have seen him one more time..
I miss him so much. when I went to see my mom I went outside and saw sweet thang and she looked so skinny and sad.. I'm hoping she isn't sick too..
here's me and larry from my sophomore year, I believe. I have other pictures but I can't get them off of my phone..
ok.. so while we were visiting my mom we were talking.. and I pointed out that houston was only 3 hours away.. and johnny sketch was playing there that night (saturday). so we called around, got a hotel, and went down to houston. we got to the place 3 minutes before they were supposed to start..
again, lindsey and I danced and the atmosphere of this club was so much better.. there a lot of people from new orleans there.. and jonny sketch was opening for the radiators who are supposedly really big in new orleans. I didn't really get into the radiators cuz I was still really upset about larry and I couldn't make myself have fun cuz I felt guilty. so lindsey bought me drinks and gave me hugs.. and things started to get better.
we struggled to find our way back to the hotel.. and we brought a friend of the band with us to our hotel cuz his brother left him at the club. we didn't let him stay with us.. but he stayed in the lobby and supposedly left.. that's what the guy at the front desk said. I don't know if we helped at all.. but we tried.
anyway, this hotel was dysentery free.. thank god.
we got up in the morning.. went to ihop.. and headed out. we stopped in waco for the mall and some food where my old friend from high school waited on us. I don't know if he was really a friend, but we played together for a talent show thing.. and he asked me if I wanted to play with him again for a gig he has coming up. so I may be going back to waco soon.
I was sad that we couldn't stay in waco longer.. but we had to get going. we got home to lubbock at 1 a.m.
I had a blast, but I'm glad I'm back.
I missed harry. I'm so happy I have him..
and I miss larry so much.. I wish I had him right now.