sunday, bloody sunday

goodness.

what a weekend. i consider thursday night the beginning of my strange, strange weekend. got a call last minute from my friend ryan asking if i'd like to be his plus one for the animal collective set at the metro. ummm, YES. i wasn't too familiar with AC, just read the hype, caught maybe ten mins of their set at pitchfork as background music, knew they were similar to el guincho with the distorted electro whatever. but, i knew i had to go regardless of my knowledge on the group.

i'm really, REALLY glad i did. A) I got to catch up with an old friend. B) I got my first real exposure to AC, which it turns out, jodi is a fan. C) Fun was had. Dancing. Smiles. Mockery at the underage hipster brigade.

i bought merriweather post pavillion. i like "my girls" and "summertime clothes" the best. i'm sure everyone says that. whatever.

so after thurs night, friday was spent in suburbia with the fam for belated family xmas. i scored a new ipod docking station and a pair of gloves. being 25 is pretty sweet. ate too much food. drank too many beers. ended up having the most bizarre heart-2-heart with the older broseph. apparently there's some pretty dark history in my mom's past. jame didn't really know some of the stuff i got out there either. it was weird. i ended up getting pretty silly on the spotted cows and ended up waking up at 3:00 AM in an unfamiliar bedroom, FREAKING out, having no idea of my location. Did I go out last night? Did I go back somewhere I shouldn't have? Who's room am I in???

It was ian's, my 10-year old nephew. after about 90 seconds of drunken near heart attack, my eyes caught his creepy mad doctor halloween mask on the floor and was reassured. fell back asleep.

after another day of bullshit family whatever i metra'd it back to the city where i went out with a girlfriend to some wp bars. 5 o clock bar. stayed out later than my bedtime. got a ride home around 10:30 and then headed straight to the $7.75 all you can drink bloody mary bar. ended up watching my office dvds and have since been lying around in oblivion, wondering where the hell my weekend went. totally not exciting. nothing super eventful, but another 3 days here and gone.

this week's gonna be nuts. court and i are doing the empty bottle tomorrow for free monday night sets, weds is lady sovereign and sat is les savy fav at some church. shit will be bananas.

my head hurts so bad and all i want is to be comfortable and happy that i'm writing. i feel like my head needs to be jumped. hook up the cables and ZAP! get the wires kickstarted in order again. cuz this is just bad newz.