The Raveonettes show was awesome Friday night. Bill came to pick me up ahead of time and we went to dinner at Valentinos. That was delicious and I felt full but not bloated and sick afterwards. Still would have been lovely to have a nice cig after on the drive to the Ottobar, but being that Bill doesn't smoke, I had to do without. I was surprised the bar was as full as it was when we got there. I spotted Rob and my replacement right away, but didn't go over and say anything, but I did hope he saw me, because I did look super-cute, if I do say so myself. I wore the patent leather heels that I got for the dress the other week, these black skinny jeans from Express, and that polkadot shirt, very 1940's pin-up girl looking, from Ross the other year. I wanted him to notice, especially the shoes, because it was so unlike what I normally wear, but like I said, A. it's fun kind of dressing up and wearing those heels makes me feel very grown up and feminine, and 2. Nick looks so dapper with his suits and all. Hung out with Bill, everytime somebody older than him walked by (and there were a number of aging hipsters at this show), he would get all excited saying, "That guy's older than me, he's got gray hair!" and that sort of thing. Nick got there and we stood around a bit before the show started. Then he went to talk to some of his lezzie friends and I decided to go over and say hello and congratulations to Rob for getting that job and that. We talked for a good while, in fact, Rob just kept talking and talking and I felt bad because I was supposed to go outside and have a cig with Nick before the band came on. But we shit talked Tony Pence and pondered the mysterious lack of common sense exhibited by Allen when it comes to eating left-overs (eating a cheesesteak on Thursday left over from Easter Sunday). Then he said to apologise to "Hat Guy" and that he's not an asshole from the other Tuesday. He asked if he was Don Scott's son or if that was somebodyelse. I said how did you hear about that, and he said Allen. Allen repeats every damn thing. I guess if I want anything to get back to Rob, I should say it in front of Allen. Anyways, the show was about to start and Nick came back in so that was that. It really is surreal sometimes. I feel like it's somebody else's life I'm watching, like a movie.
The show was fabulous, I rocked the fuck out, dancing in place and singing along. We kept kissing eachother in intervals. I hope there will be some other good shows coming around this summer. Went upstairs after the show for a drink with Nick's friends Rob and Angel and Laurie. Tony was working and I was trying to avoid him, just because he creeps me out, and even though I'm in no way a slag for any of this, it still makes me feel gross that I made out with him and I am now with Nick. But I did have to speak to him at one point and I wanted to ask how Jenn Wyatt was, just to let him know I know, but whatever. It's of negative importance.
When we left The Ottobar, we again sampled some of Hampden's finest convenience store cuisine. Nacho and Pizza Flavoured Combos from the Royal Farms, and Cheesburger Combos from 711 (not very good at all), as well as a couple other snack chips and Almond flavoured soda (tastes like Birch Beer, which is never a bad thing). While we were in there, he asked if there was anything else he should purchase, I knew what he was referring to. I said it was up to him. So yeah, there was that. I am trying to be a normal, sane person, everything was in tact he said and I am on my meds.
Saturday we ate snacks and watched Home Shopping Network and QVC again, cracking ourselves up. Went to see Run Fatboy Run, which was hilarious. God, I love Simon Pegg. Bought Hot Fuzz last week, so I look forward to seeing that again soon, too. After the movie, we went to dinner at Golden West Cafe in Hampden. Good food, but obscenely expensive, like pretty much every place in Hampden. After that we made an appearence at The Nerve Center, which is like an old warehouse or business that isn't quite a venue but more than just a squat, too. It's kind of a bar, but not really. People can bring in their own liquor. Nick's friend Rob's band played (Savery James, they are really, really good.). The best part is because it's not really a proper establishment, you can still smoke inside!! Ah, to barely be able to see across the room about three songs into the set, it was lovely.
Since Nick's flight was early-early Sunday morning, after we left there and got back to mine around 10, he got his car and headed home to pack and all. He said for me not to kiss any other boys while he was away, he definately doesn't have to worry about that. He also said the first chance he has when he gets back he wants to see me, and also do things that are illegal in some states, which sounds fine by me haha! He texted me yesterday as to his progress with his flights and that getting out to Idaho. I look forward to when he gets back.
Really don't feel like I did enough drinking this weekend.
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