Time of the Month

i don't give a shiiit -- that's how i feel right now.
i guess it's just my body chemistry making me feel this way.
i really just wanna go home and sleeeeeep.
hmmmm... that sounds good right now.


so Friday night was the Spice Girls concert. needless to say, it was quite the phenomenon. i'm soooo happy that i bought tickets. the night went very smoothly and wasn't chaotic at all, to my surprise.
however, i still ask this question: why were there so many crazy teenage fans at the show? they looked to be 14-16 years old. that doesn't make a lick of sense. when the Spice Girls were big, those girls were, on average, 5 years old. i don't remember shit from when i was 5 except that i drew a lot and my dogs kept dying. i doubt that i was singing along to any music. when the Spice Girls left the pop scene, their music wasn't exactly being played everywhere, like the Beatles or something. i guess i'm just really confused about that. :T


anyway, Dear Life is signed to Uprising Records!
the contract was officially signed last night at the Apostol residence.
we went out to BJ's afterwards to celebrate, all under Dear Life's account. i thought that was really awesome because i always pay for food when i go out, and not even just for myself. it seriously felt so damn good to have someone else pay for once. i don't like being treated very often though, because it makes me feel uncomfortable. buuuuut, once in a while is just fine with me :D

the funniest thing about last night happened on the way to Kinko's after BJ's to fax the contract. everyone was really excited, and most of the guys were drunkish. so right when we pulled into the parking lot of Kinko's, Matt says to Vince "a paper just flew out the window. did you need that?" and it wasn't until Vince answered did we realize that the paper, which flew out the window, was the signatures. hahahaha we all seriously laughed so hard. Siordia was driving behind us and we told his car to go get the paper. and OF COURSE, they had to run OVER the paper with the car before they actually picked it up. so in the end, the boys faxed over a contract with tire marks all over it :)

true story.


oh and afterwards, all the boys went to a strip club.
being the only girl, i was NOT down.
i guess i just don't like naked chicks as much as they do.


i've got 1.5 hours here at work, then i'm free as a bird.
whenever i cough, someone else coughs.
i don't get it. are they playing a game? :(