spoiled chinese girl

Or at least that's what I heard last night.

I ended up having a nice dinner in a cool little pub type place on the patio with Shannon, Devon, Devon's wife & 2 kids & Phil (and later two other people Shannon & Devon knew) and talked a bit about competitive arm wrestling. I was supposed to have Devon show me technique & stuff but me and Phil wandered off instead. Then me & Phil went for hot chocolate & sat outside smelling people's laundry, then I got the munchies and we went to another pub for 11pm nachos.

Warped tour was fun, I sat at the merch table most of the day, saw no other bands other than Brandon's, and got my tits signed by various band people. Two drummers, one lead singer/guitarist, one backing vocals/guitarist, and one chick with massive tits, and an even bigger ass. My nose also got the most sunburnt and was peeling for 2 days just inside my line of vision which drove me nuts.

I laugh at people who moan and whinge because of the decisions they make, and the company they keep, and why their lives won't change for the better when they do nothing to make their lives better.

My first Warped tour, Strap-On Tools first Warped tour.

Warped really started the night before.  We took to the studio for a last minute rehearsal, to make sure the set would be under 20 minutes while pushing for every second they had.  The first run-through lasted 21:40 while the second lasted 20:40.  The band contemplated cutting out a song to give some more time to talk to the audience.  Personally I was also practicing, seeing how many pictures my camera and I could handle in 20 minutes.  I gave 125 images on battaries that were not fully charged, with a flash.  We started driving up to Barrie after.

The morning of, I started calling Chad who had slept at home the night before, we were all concerned he wouldn’t make it up in time while the rest of Toronto was also heading up to the venue.  He got here okay, and we sent him off to register the band to sign in.  After much hilariousness from a prank Chad pulled we registered and got in.

The lot of us drove into the venue through the band enterance, and we unloaded the mounds of gear and merch.  Set up a merch table for the whole day and mostly sat the whole day.  I went around a few times to different booths and signed up for various mailing lists, didn’t see any other bands though really and did my job handing out flyers like I was supposed to.  I also went around collecting autographs.  One from a drummer with really nice tattoos who drumm’ed topless on the left part of my chest, one from the Richard, the guitarist/vocalist of Broomfiller on the right part of my chest, a guitarist and backing vocalist from another band on my neck, and finally Chad the drummer from Strap-On Tools on my left chest/stomach area (he took the liberty to just draw all over me)
The set was absoloutly wonderful.  Everything went well except Brandon’s voice getting muddied by… mud.  Molsen Park… er… Park Place in Barrie is very dusty, and all the dust collecting in your mouth, then drinking water because you feel dry, makes for mud in your mouth.  I first questioned the hordes of kids wearing bandanas like masks, and after another hour or so I was well jealous of their decisions to look like bank robbers.  Anyways the set was quite nice and except for the renegade mosh-pit-makers who were running full-tilt directly into my side knocking me nearly over, it was extremely fun.

We set up and tore down and I took in excess of 200 pictures during the set.  Plus a good amount before, and another 30 or so afterwards.  It was a full day of picture-taking.

And here’s where you get to see the pictures

whoo! I do'nt think ive ever drank a smirinoff twister thingie (green apple. yumm) faster before in my life. it was apparnetly like under 4 minutes. but it took me another like 25 minutes to drinm the second.

So yesterday Filipe coerced me into going to Scott's birthday party, so he wouldn't have to show up stag. I always feel out of place, being the tagger-on'er, especally for private parties where I don't know the majority of people. I'm outgoing in large groups of friends, or at least collegues and wellwishers, but in large groups of complete strangers I'll be the first to hide in a corner.

I'm also bored out of my mind at work. Which is okay, because I don't work tomorrow. And I'll be heading up to Warped Tour. Whee!

Alone that is. I'm great with doing work unsupervised, so it's not like I need someone hounding me and looking over my shoulder constantly. (In fact I quite detest it) But being completely alone in an office is just irritating.

Not only because I have no one to chat with if I should want to chat for a minute, I feel that I can't go pee in case the phone rings, and everyone who calls is calling for me.

I need to send out my resume to my friend who says their place is hiring. Then I can say goodbye to this place forever!