it was such a long week but by friday i'd forgotten about it. bought a hot dress because my next paycheck is going to be at least twice the usual (although, who am i kidding? i would have bought it anyway). saturday went to erica's birthday party, which was a lot of fun, but cut out early to go see portastatic with kastrup. i had the plans before i knew about her party (and, um, it was portastatic), but i think it all worked out for the best. i just don't think i could have dealt with another night in a generic lakeview/old town bar or club. i love my friends, but my already-limited tolerance for that sort of scene has been worn pretty thin lately. like, threadbare. plus i really needed to laugh a lot, and with kastrup, that's a given. it's too bad i sort of took that for granted for a while.
the show was awesome. apparently so awesome that somebody fainted, although i don't remember it. (and not because i was the faintee. for once.) you know how i feel, or maybe you read hopper in the reader (although i like her blog post better). rocking and heartfelt and true. and just when i thought the show had reached its incendiary end, they played "BABY," gal costa/os mutantes tropicalia touchstone reconfigured as americana rave-up. dude sang the english AND the portuguese. randomly met jim wilbur and the talented violin player while waiting at the bar. totes good people. this means that i have now for-serious talked to 3/4 of superchunk. funny how these things work out.
tomorrow is going to be so crazy, but as long as the blue line is halfway functional, it should be ok.
thanksgiving is going to be awesome this year. i am so stoked and grateful. i hope the same is true for you.
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