When dem vids gon be up?

I was sitting on some ledge filming and I knocked something over. I was praying that it wasn't too noticable since I had earplugs in and couldn't gauge how loud it actually was. Next thing I know, the frontboy of Baby Ashton's band is like "Is everything ok back there?" and I gave everyone in the room a thumbs up, since it WAS loud and they were ALL starring at me. Fun.

Words of wisdom: never say anything witty to buzzed lesbians if you are a straight girl, it does not bode well.

Chad Jones had a look of pure TERROR on his face when we yelled "Surprise!" at him for his surprise party. That slut took forever to get there too, he's lucky we didn't just eat his cake and leave without him (effing Best Buy keeping him occupied). And we wasted the good surprise on Adam's brother.

Mattresses + boys from the Barn + long distances between the two = endless entertainment

Ashley's lil kid, Kylie, is the cutest thing ever.

Some girl was singing along with some song that was playing and she threw her hands up in the air, only to reveal very sweaty pits. Hi-larious.

You KNOW you are a stereotypical Southerner when iced tea flavored vodka sounds like the most delicious thing ever to you. I found out that existed last night.

Best. Thing. Ever.


Apparently me and Mel looked nappy enough to be hit on by the high/drunk/leather jacket clad owner of the "venue" tonight's show was at.

I lurv Bebe Ashton's band. I don't know their name. I call them "Ashton's Angels"

One of them sprayed himself in the face or had Brett spray him in the face with my pepper spray.

Why did Brett have my pepper spray? Because I wouldn't let him have my taser.

I got called "Jon Oliver's girlfriend" and "the girlfriend of a friend of the band" tonight. If I hear anything like those ever again I'm going to smack a ho.

We waited all night to see Aperture, since they got bumped to the end of the show due to the fact that 90% of the people there were there to see them.........30 seconds in, the cops shut down the place due to drugs.

Btw, this place was the backroom of a Tailor shop. Yeah, the people who hem your pants.


That's all I'm going to say and I'm not going to say who I'm saying it about.

The Walgreens manager I saw tonight looked like he'd been beaten in the face with a crowbar. Not because he was unattractive, which he was, but because his face was all bruised up, much like it would be if bludgeoned by a crowbar.