inside the wonderful world of vee

CURRENTLY LISTENING TO… “Exhale”, “I Have Nothing” by Whitney Houston, “Silly” by Denise Williams.

So I just got back from the Jason Mraz concert tonight, which was excellent since Jason Mraz is like the sexiest man alive. Even his last name is awesome!!! Lenny had bought us tickets for our three year anniversary back in August. We broke up in September? But he still let me go with him which was cool… it was a very enjoyable show…!!! He also covered “Build Me Up Buttercup” and “Mary Jane” — both were very awesome. Lots of crowd participation, unpredictability, and what seemed to be funny cute nearly stand-up stuff. The show got me all pumped up afterwards and I could not wait to go home and to write and to sing. So I cut my nails while singing with Alex sitting right next to me, playing videogames with HsuKen… they both had to put up with my singing. WAHAHA. Alex went to bed, though, so now is writing time!

Earlier today, I woke up in the morning, hung out with Micah for some, and then got ready to take the MAX to the Greyhound station. Everyone was telling me about how Greyhound was super shady, and while it’s not as nice as the Amtrak, it’s not that bad — at least not in the Portland to Seattle leg!!! There was a ride array of humans, including some dirty people and some younger people. I pretty much slept the entire time, although I woke up pretty much at 15 to 30 minute intervals. That was kinda annoying, but I slept mostly zombie-like.

At one point, the bus turned into a stop and everyone woke up and looked around as the bus driver barreled towards the end of the bus, thinking he was doing something important. He was just taking a piss, but he definitely commanded our attention. I found it quite amusing.

The primary reason for that was: the night before was my last night in town and there was an attempt to get ahold of some druggular substances but that fell through, so instead Jack, Micah, and I got drunk. They drank big bottles of wine and I drank a little pathetic bottle of Arbor Mist, which is like a wine cooler. Wine coolers and those kindsa fruit shit combined with alcohol do NOT do me well. I’ve consistently found this to be true yet I continue to consume them, primarily because they actually taste tolerable. Tolerable is relative, though. So that little thing of Arbor Mist was, Jack said, equivalent to drinking a can of Pabst, AKA I-Am-Pathetic. I mean, I’m so pathetic that I drank it and felt buzzed but mostly fine, lying on the couch… but then I got up to go to the bathroom (the upstairs one, as the downstairs one is consistently running out of toilet paper… hell, the entire house is consistently running out of toilet paper), and then I got all light-headed after I got out of the bathroom and thought I was going to pass the fuck out. I had to sit on the stairs for a while, and then while the black-out feeling subsided, I started to get super cold… I finally convinced myself to move and when I finally sat down again on the couch it felt better, but it was weird. I really need to avoid these fruit alcohol type drinks. The last time I drank one of those was a couple years ago on a road trip to Oregon with Andy Crossett and Lenny… same type of drink I drank… and I literally had to lie down for a while because I was blacking out and unable to control my body. It was weird. And the times before that, I would drink like a Mike’s Hard Lemonade or something and get hives and feel sick. NO MORE DRINKING FRUITY ALCOHOLIC DRINKS. PERIOD!

Anyway. To add to that, since there was no drugginess, Jack wanted me to try some of his Dexedrine, which is a light speed used to treat ADHD. Each pill was 5 milligrams, I guess, which is really little, so he gave me two initially… it sobered me up and made me alert for a short time and gave me a minor bit of tunnel vision or something. But then Jack and Micah started talking about cars so I got bored and was dozing in and out of sleep, cause cars are boring and alcohol makes me tired, and Dexedrine is supposed to wake you up, but it wasn’t doing it’s job. When I finally did get up, though, the Dexedrine definitely sobered me up and I didn’t feel drunk anymore. But I didn’t feel like ANYTHING. I just felt like normal. So Jack gave me two more, for a total of 20 milligrams, and all in all, it didn’t feel like shit. We stayed up for like three more hours watching shitty music videos (and miscellaneous videos, such as “BANANA PHONE!!!!”) on YouTube, and when we finally went to bed at 5:30am, I thought I was ready for bed but boy was I not. I laid there for an hour and got up to use the computer for a bit… when I went to bed again, I continued to lie there and got I think 15 minutes of sleep the entire night. Fucking terlible!!!!! Strangely, though, I didn’t feel tired when I woke up at 8:00am or whatever. Weird. I don’t think I would do Dex again, though. For one, I’m against pharmaceuticals, and frankly, it just didn’t do anything to me really. Meh.