I actually slept last night. I forgot what it felt like to feel safe and warm surrounded by soft sheets and blankets. To wrap myself in a beautiful dream. One where I was loved, and he held my hand and smiled, then brushed the hair from my eyes. I knew I was alive.

Yes, as in the daughter of Billy Joel and Christie Brinkley. She came and played Hilbert last night. She's trying to get some tour experience, put her music out there, see how folks like it.

It's kind of pop/rock with some nice soul mixed in. Which I like quite a bit. This is the stuff I like to sing. When she makes her debut album, I'd buy it.

I did take some audio clips but my camera is acting funky from whence it was tossed across the dance floor at mardi gras. If you want to check her out, she's on my myspace page. Zoiks - Paul don't hate me.



me, alexa and (e:nejifer)

Mardi Gras progression: started at Canisius. Jen, Lindsay and I got our faces painted. I gotta tell ya, face painting gets a girl a WHOLE lot of attention! AJ drove us to Coles/Goodbar. Met up with (e:Jenks), Craig, (e:Mrdt), (e:Kearains), and Miranda. I got some random boy named John to buy me a shot. He's the one with the mask and really fat tongue.

After a while we migrated to Nietzche's and watched the drag show for a bit. Here, Daniel got us ladies some Bass, thank you! We also met up with a guy named Matt. Then a pass through Hardware and Pink, I think. I just know the Pink literally smelled like dog shit and I started gagging. Used the toilet and left in a hurry!!

Maybe it was SoHo next? It's not really my cup of tea, but I'll smile and dance almost anywhere. The company you keep makes or breaks the deal. Here, Jen got me a Newcastle, or Molson, or Guinness...it was new beer at every stop.

Next we forged the sub-zero winds over to Marcellas. Here, Matt got me a rum and coke. This was definetly the prime locale for the evening. The music was pumpin and I LITERALLY ran into (e:Paul), followed by (e:Terry), (e:Mike) and (e:Matthew). Paul screamed at me how someone stole his sweater. I meant to make an audio clip, but accidently made a video clip instead. Hopefully he can condense and post it. You'll laugh. He was also pretty set on pulling Terry's pants off. Success on attempt 22 I believe. Note Mike joins the fun of his own accord. In all the excitement Terry ended up grabbing my crotch. Crazy boys! Love ya!

No more talking..I'll let the photos tell the story. But just a 'few'. I posted the entire set on my other photo site - link to the right. Enjoy :)




















































nice neck of beads, not a single flash - cuz i'm a lady
thank you and good-night

Ok, I'm a lazy bastard. I've got about 200 photos I've been meaning to go through, post some, e-mail some, edit some....I rolled my ass onto my bed at 5:30 this morning after the mardi gras festivities only to woken at 8:30 by the same torture as last week [inlink]ladycroft,201[/inlink]. So I've been walking through my day in a dazed and lazy state.

I got a drunk boy to buy me a shot last night.

Another drunk boy found me on myspace.

I think the video feature on my camera got fucked up when last mentioned drunk boy tossed it across the dance floor.

I'm 50% through mardi gras photos. I'll make my post tomorrow....or so I've been saying about all the backlogged photos of recent events.

I bought the new '24' video game today! Can't wait to check it out.

Ciao.

I watched a movie last night, Waking Life. It was amazing. All about dreams, reality, time...I loved it. It inspired me. I imagine if I was in the A-Ha video 'Take on me', this is what I would look like in my transition from the comic strip to reality. Also, depending what time I go to bed...I have been waking up at exactly 3:22am or 5:28am every single day for the last 3 weeks.