skinny love

This past weekend was wonderful from start to end. I feel like my epic weekends are back- like the old times. And this coming weekend won't dissapoint either. January was good, and February is off to a fucking great start.

Last friday was Paulson at the grange and it was better than I actually expected. Hung out with Melissa, Joanna, Amy, Nick, and Andrew B most of the night, got Pita Pit, got to see Liz and Lauren for a bit, and danced our little hearts out during Paulson's set. The grange is only good when it turns into a Dance Party with some good friends. Plans with Liz for the night fell through, but it ended up being fine because right after I got home Melissa and Andrew F called me and picked me up and we went out for awhile. I lost my coat that night some how, though.

I woke up saturday, got all my things toghether and left for Philly. Got there around 2:30, parked, got really excited that Whole Foods had my favorite tea that I only get at Panera, and met up with Stacy at the Library. We rented a few movies, went back to her dorm, found the perfect font for my tat, found my car a spot to leave it in for free overnight, and went out to eat at Cosi. Then we took the subway to South Street and went to get my tat. After months and hours spent talking myself into finally doing it, I am still tattooless. They said it was too small how I wanted the font. Which after talking to various people, I don't believe and will just go somewhere else. Stace and me sat in Starbucks for awhile, talking and laughing harder than I've laughed in awile, incase I decided to get something else (which I didn't because I was so dead set on my idea) before taking the subway back to Moore. All through out the night various bums spoke to us, one inparticular telling us he was in love with us, insuring my "i can't go anywhere without strange things happening" theory. We met up with Rosalie and Mary and made our Peanut Butter and Jelly cookies, which turned out absolutely delicious and was definitely one of our better ideas, and then we watched Step Brothers. Honestly, it was one of the best nights I've had in a long time and I felt like Stacy and I's friendship is just getting better and felt like the old days and I love that girl so much. She wouldn't shut up all night though, but I was extremely content laying bed at 3 am listening to Bon Iver talking about next summer and how much time we're going to spend at the beach and feeling free and summertime naps.

Sunday we had to wake up by 8 to move my car, so we did that, got ready, and left for the Punk Rock Flea Market which was the main reason I went to stay up in Philly. It was absolutely amazing, and I got some amazing finds- like a screenprint poster for the mewithoutYou show Stace, Justine, Alex G, Jaret, and I went to in march of '07 at the Troc, the Hey Arnold! movie, the complete first season of Pete and Pete, a really old copy of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, earrings, and some various little pieces of art work. Ran into Brittany, who seems like a potential new friend and awesome person, as well as Ben and Max. I left around 12 to go pick up Tyler and his drums to go to Cut Short's show at the Grange. I was dead tired but completely content just sitting behind the merch table all day, although Eddie did bring up something entirely strange that kind of has me urked. After I took Tyler home, I went home and went to bed at 9:30 hahah.


I can't wait until friday and the weekend to begin, and I can't wait until the amazing weather on saturday and sunday!

I'm happy with my life, I just hope it stays this way but I'm not sure exactly how it insure that.