Whenever I handle raw beef, I always think to myself, “wow, this used to be an animal. THIS was part of a cow once.”
Then I feel guilty.
And cook.
Oh my god.
Source: kirsthestars
So, tonight was fun. Queen Extravaganza with my uncle and Nikk at the House of Blues. I was a bit underwhelmed at first, what with having seen the Queen tribute earlier last year, but it picked up in the second half of the show.
I didn’t realize there would be four singers, and I was only expecting this one guy, Marc Martel (who is this dude who looks and sounds like Freddie, but is still notably different). Nikk and I soon navigated through the four singers and dubbed them: rocker guy, the chick, that other guy, and the Freddie guy (Martel). Mmm. Queen music live.
- I cried during Under Pressure, as always. I collapsed in happy and my vision was clouded by HAPPY CRIES.
- I was the lonely scream two seconds into the One Vision intro, and lost my voice in the lyrics.
- I think I slapped a woman during Don’t Stop Me Now.
- There is a chance I was acting out the lyrics in mad gesticulation to Love of My Life. Mfff, that song.
- Radio Ga Ga was all the dancing. You know what, all the songs were all the dancing.
- “TOO MUCH METAL FOR ONE HAAAAND. AHHH.” -Nikk
I tend to scream that phrase a lot.
Good night, still sore from dancing everything. Pretty sure I pulled my shoulder from over-zealously fist pumping.
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Judging you.
kirsthestars replied to your post: 1) you wear mostly black, 2) you go to UIC so our schools are practically neighbors, 3) you’ve lived all over the world, 4) you met fwarg and thebusiness and I’m jealous! (WHY HAVEN’T I MET ANY OF YOU YET), 5) you just got a bike
HEY I JUST MET YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY BUT HERE’S MY NUMBER SO CALL ME MAYBE D8
Stop it.
WHAT. This is a thing?
NIKK, IT’S OUR CHILD.
Oh. My. God. How did neither of us know about this.
Oh my god. Oh my god.
Oh my GOD…
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Siphon coffee with the Dugtrio, sushi date with Kirsten, officially rode my bike for the first time (!), and got to talk to Jerrod after what seems like forever. Happy happy.
Two of my favourite ladies.
A relatively accurate photographic representation of our friendship. Happy 20th birthday, Kirsten. I’ll see you later.
Hung out with the Dugtrio today. The boy and I were supposed to meet Stefano and Harold at a bar after, but we both deflated in a pile of exhaustion as soon as we got back to my dorm, so we’re seeing them tomorrow instead.
Today was a good day.
Source: kirsthestars
Watching Louis C.K. stand-up and looking for the perfect birthday gift for Kirsten. I already have an idea of what I’m gonna get her, but it doesn’t seem like enough. And I just love buying gifts for people.
I also think I just accidentally found the perfect gift for the boy when it’s his birthday in August. My gift-giving habits are so dorky. I LOVE giving memorabilia-type gifts, it’s weird.
Day 14: Grass.
Meet Daniel! He’s an orchid, not grass, but isn’t he cuter?
kirsthestars liked your post: I can’t find my vibrator ughhhhhh.
LEAVE ME ALONE.







