Posted On Monday, July 16th, 2007 By Re
I drifted off to sleep with the TV set to shut off within 30 minutes and the air conditioner to quit within one hour. Ace Ventura was quietly playing on TBS. An actor I have never been too fond of, especially in his older movies. (ie. The Mask, Cable Guy, both Ace Venturas) The black sateen sheet curled around both my boyfriend and I’s toes, my hands clasped against the top lining of the sheet, head rested on the soft sateen covered pillow. 1:32AM the clock reads as I close my eyes for the last time to drift off in sleep.
4:28AM, I open one eye to read the time, groan, roll over, untangle myself within the sheet, and close my eyes again. Nothing. I focus on my breathing and meditate. Nothing. I grab the down comforter in hopes maybe I just need to be a little warmer. Nothing. Now I was too hot around my torso but still too cold at my toes. I crawl out of bed, fill a tall glass of water from the Brita filter in the fridge, drink all of it and lay down again. Repeat full process adding a bathroom trip at the end.
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Posted On Tuesday, July 10th, 2007 By Re
Over the years I have been trying to teach myself not to become biased towards something based upon one event. Sasquatch was just short of a complete camping/concert disaster. Nothing was wrong with the musicians or the festival itself, I blame primarily the weather and the security guards.
My boyfriend and I were suppose to drive down Friday night after my extremely over-priced hair appointment where I learned DYI box style turns out prettier on the hair and major fucking cheaper. Copper Auburn with 6 chunks of black streaks upon my head with 4 inches chopped off. We get a phone call where our friends were at. Ghetty’s Cove. Another huge party center for the gorge. Granted trying to find a camping area with out everything minus the full sized keg means you are sleeping next to the edge of the gorge alone. With my eyes rolling I shook my head at my boyfriend and told him there was no way in hell that I was going to drive down that night and we would just wake up early to start the concert Saturday morning. His soft green eyes looked at me with that small squint of crushed and disappointment stabbed Continue Reading