nomad'z land

hello jetlag, my most loathed sometime companion. im back home and straight to summer school whatttt ive never done summer school in my LIFE. whatevs i dont mind it as much as i act like i do.

anywayz, poor internet connection while abroad meant not only that i wasnt able to bloggyblog every day but that i didnt receive any texts until i landed which was poop. so now i have to remember things which im so terrible at!! i do believe we left off on our day off in manchester which was monday. stayed in and slept most of the day, had dinner with mikey cat blythe, and that was pretty much it. showday in manchester on tuesday. it was the only day that j worked during the day which is SO GOOD right! so i took me a little stroll around town and ended up in the ghetto, then i was like shit son i need to go back to the bus cause i feel weird. so i went back to the bus and felt better. show was good, guess what, i actually wore lipstick and kept it on! must be a euro thang.

next morning we ended up two hours away in birmingham which is pretty ghettz. i woke up and had to shiatsu so i went with urana and blythe to a radisson about a 7-minute walk away to use their facilities cause as you know, rule on the bus is no shitting! they need to do something about that. its a scary thought, like what if im going to diarrhea in the middle of the night. especially with all the drinking and pizza, very real possibility. they say to just shit in bags and throw em out later. why am i talking about this. j and i went to the mall in search of comfortable heels that i wouldnt die/sprain my ankle/reinjure my knee/fall over in. instead i found shorts and a necklace OF COURSE. i had to find something that i didnt need, story of my life. we walked back and i was taking pics in this underground tunnel or whatever since they dont use crosswalks in that part of town, and this shifty character was like, i suggest you not walk around these parts with your camera. and j and i were like, son, we were trained as navy seals, were good. just kidding, we were like oh okay thanks. showtime was cool, they were playing smalllll venues so tiny. i dont mind it. very hot in them things though. oh darn i didnt get a pic of my outfits, i made sure to be super cute. maybe not practical which is how i hurt my ankle in the first place. life!!!

next up was back to london for a fundraiser/gala/15th anniversary for ubuntu education fund at the roundhouse which is literally round. me likey. i mean sooo many rich people in this place. they raised over 150,000 (i cant find the pounds symbol, go figure) i think which is just crazy. who wants to contribute to my grad school loan fund? anyone? fine. it was lots of fun, we gals danced up in front to get it poppin. so great j solo’d in front of me and i grabbed him super groupie like, holding on to his leg and everything so when mikey came back to the mic he was laughing. later backstage one of the guys was like, “ohhh youre a couple, i saw that out there and was like wow hes getting this attention at a formal charity event, i should have been a guitarist!” not like j doesnt get that kind of attention on a semi regular basis which is just whatevz, fuck all you hoes! just kidding thanks for the support blah blah. ummmm oh the dinner at the event was great, lamb! dessert was amaaaaze i dont even remember what it was. also crazy is they had those blackberry looking things to bid money. they curiously gave us all cards with chips in em at the beginning of the night, on some real super modern technology rich people shit. gotta love em! next up, paris!!!!