nomad'z land

because i am a glutton for equal parts exhaustion and love (well, more love than exhaustion), i accepted a self imposed mission to surprise the boodlie for his red rocks show in colorado. this was straight off my canada beyonce run = an average of 3.5 hours of sleep a night fml fml!!!! good thing this surprise was only two days in the making cause i prob would have spilled el frijoles had it been longer. i figgered its their biggest show of the year (10,000 people sold out crowd whattt!!) and everyone and they mamas and girlfriends were going, not to mention ill justify any cause to see the boodle soooo fill in the blank! i initially wasnt gonna attend cause of my stupid (yet very informative and intriguing) summer class but fuck that shit and i do mean fuck that shit!! i do what i want.

anyway. woke up 4am to catch my 6am flight. intended to sleep the whole 2 hours but ended up talking to this nice lady next to me the. entire. time. including but not limited to exchanging hemorrhoid cream (for eye bags not for poop hole bags) and zit gel. she and her husband were headed to cancun this is so irrelevant. oh! come on with the coincidences, her husbands name is jay but really jason but nobody calls him that except for his mama and like three other childhood people whattttt see. anyway landed at 915, was meaning to catch j at the hotel but he had to leave for the venue at freaking 930 am even though their show wasnt until 930 pm, crazytown!! which shows how much work they had to do to prep eh. met sara at the hotel, then hitched a ride to the venue where team surprise mothafucka went down. i totes had butterflies and nervies about it! ive never surprised anybody before! so im glad i popped my surprise cherry on js face. ;D  i was so nervous he would spot me before i got a chance to surprise which i guess would have still been a surprise, not like i had an elaborate ass plan anyway. hid in mikeys dressing room bathroom, he called j in to talk set list shit, and when he came in i appeared and la di da he was surprised and we kissyfaced and loved on each other and all was right in the world!

and j had to go right back to work, so right back to work he went! they had a yoga thing going on at 1130 or somethin, so i watched that. he and mikey played for 2000 (!!!) yogis. so rad. good god, yoga hoes love them some j bowman. i cant blame them but i can hope that they dont touch him inappropriately cause i will bust a cap or at least cry about it. didnt practice since i was lacking a mat so ade ash cap mustafa and i heeded some fools advice and explored this cave which turned out to be like the most unimpressive thing in the world. but it only wasted around 7 minutes so not much was lost there. picked up a tambourine and worked it cause as i said, i do what i want. yoga thing ended then i went to take me a motherfucking hour napski in the dressing room which i suppose was better than nothing. watched soundcheck, tried to nap again but failed, had girlie time with urana, saw j occasionally for a kiss and a declaration of love, then hours later, show time! but not before trying to hide my exhaustion with lots of makeup (thank god for makeup), and opening act ethan was interrupted by a lightning warning for about a half hour. it poured for a short while and luckily didnt end up raining during js show but it was windy as a motherfucker at some points.

didnt watch from the audience even though it probably would have been best to since the venue is so amaze. instead i watched from side stage and also down in the dressing room and cafeteria where the tvs were playing so that was nice! all the fuss without the muss you dig? er, strike that reverse it. drank probably too much white wine, had a great talk with anita, surprise bombarded j with a kiss at one point on stage (other people were on stage, i wasnt being a psycho about it) and he thought it was some random ho then realized it was me which is hilarious and also nice to know firsthand that he would not allow a random to mack on him. meet n greet after the show, saw famalamz n my sissypoo andrea, knocked out at some point, barely made it to the fucking hotel cause i am a shit show, knocked the fuck OUT. woke up, airport, work, home, its hot, im dying and need a shower and some sleep. the end! and again cant wait to see loverbear! im sure im forgetting shit but here are pictures ttfn! xo

ps oh my god i forgot this lady comes every year to red rocks and makes these egg rolls and sandwiches to eat before the show. holy eggroll soooooo amaze. the best flavors are hoppin john and cabbage miso. or maybe those are the only flavors, im not sure. seriously unbelievable you would die. i was craving them so hard when we were leaving the venue in my drunken/exhausted stupor but all gone fml! ugh my mom is watching ps i love you which is so depressing at some points. oh god i dont ever want my future spouse to die. well hows that for an ending! ttfn for realz! oh wait pps i forgot to steal the skull scarf that was used to line the bread basket fml again!!! ugh. also everyone looked dope in their outfits. yes this is getting random now okay im really done. in conclusion, red rocks rocks and im so proud of all the blood sweat tears effort etc my loverbear puts into his work. i admire him so. mush mush mush etc happy 4th of july! go america