keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails
<< Thursday, Apr. 20, 2006 - 8:23 am >> oh god. i am so sore. last night was eventful, to say the least. geoff with a g and i went to see the mountain goats. we were right at the front. i remember feeling dizzy and stuffy in the middle of the show. i remember leaning on my friend and passing out. i was so scared and embarrassed. and then i puked. right in front of my friend. on my shoes. and him and some others too apparently. (fyi, i was not drunk or stoned. i'm just anaemic and really weird.) afterwards, i felt so bad about ruining the show for my friend that i was determined to get his cd signed by john darnielle. it was definitely worth the wait. john quoted a 17th century poem that goes: then this guy comes up and says to us, "considering this girl vomited on me, may i borrow her pen for a second?" i felt so bad about that. john and geoff and everyone were bewildered. then we all laughed and took a picture together -- needless to say, i look like a trainwreck. but it's all good. geoff got a poem from john. the guy i puked on borrowed a pen from me (which was geoff's). and me, i shall be remembered by the crowd as the girl who puked and passed out during the mountain goats gig. sigh. now i wanna eat some porridge before i take my student out to the museum as i promised her last night. (p.s. sometimes i like to say more. sometimes i like to say little. thanks for reading.)
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