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| Thursday, May 20th, 2004 |
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Thursday, May 20th: Ladies Choice- What the Ladies Like Bands: The Electric Blanket, The Girls DJ's: Lady KerrinB, DJ Eon, Hindsight: Forward/Backward We present our shows all-ages /over 21. Feel free to enjoy the Conworks Bar. Come early to enjoy our gallery show. Doors at 7:30 and Music at 8:30 $3/ members free. Consolidated Works 500 Boren Ave N. (South Lake Union) www.conworks.org (for band bios/additional series information) |
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| Thursday, May 13th, 2004 |
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Hey friends; Yes, it's that time again. time for you're favorite dance night at the infamous twilight exit. Join us for music, maybe some interpretive dance, and cheap drinks. This friday at the twilight exit starting around 10pm and ending when the fun stops. Or something like that. It's free so bring your friends, and their two friends, and their two friends..... The Twilight Exit is at 2020 E. Madison in the heart of Seattle's central district. If you know the corner where Dino's is, you know where the Twilight is. DJ's include: DJ Lady Kerrin B, Miss Margie, and DJ Eon. We'll be playing the Rock, Indie, Hip Hop, and most important Butt Rock. xxxooo libby |
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| Tuesday, May 4th, 2004 |
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Come down to Rebar for Clinic tomorrow. Seattle Superstars "Blackbelt" & Chicago Powerhouse "Fourth Rotor" DJ Lady Kerrin B (that's Kerrin) & DJ Eon (that's me). $1 Pabst & Naughty Nurses!!! Sponosored by Tablet Come on down, and wear that dusty vinyl nurse outfit you so love but never have occasion to wear out. More info on the Bands can be found at: blackbeltlovesyou.com and www.fourthrotor.com |
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| Wednesday, April 21st, 2004 |
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God damn did I ever see a good show last night. It was Himsa and Bleeding Through and a couple other hardcore bands. I must take a moment from my lunch hour to sing the praises (or roar maybe) of Bleeding Through. They put on one of the best live rock shows I've seen all year. Their energy was fucking insane (as was the violent crowds) and the lead guitar player, damn he was good. He was wearing an old Iron Maiden shirt and I thought to myself 'you've probably been sitting in your bedroom since you were a young akward team, playing that guitar to iron maiden and megadeath and blocking out the world, now here you are onstage with a metalcore band and a mass of adoring fans...did you ever think you'd see the day' Mostly though I was just thinking 'Fuck, these guys rock'. Next show is The Killers on the 24th and then Electric Six (which I'm working) on the 28th. But the best one coming up is HIM down in LA on the 5th of May. My sister and I are scheming how we can kick it with Ville Vallo and the boys. |
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| Tuesday, April 13th, 2004 |
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So I'm tempted to make some drastic life changes. Like pack what can fit into a couple of suitcases, buy a cheap beater for $300 and hit the road. I don't think I'm cut out for the 9-5 routine, but that could be my inherent laziness. Does this seem reasonable, would I survive with no job, no money, no dental insurance and no anchor on the open road? ah how dreamy it sounds. I've discovered a new cheesy band in the vein of HIM that I dig. They're called AFI and the lead singer is hot. No doubt they're huge with the teeny-booper set (or whennies or tweenies or whatever they call the 11-14 year old age now) just like HIM is but still, a girl like me likes her cheesy rock too. I guess some of us, our taste never really grows up. Did I mention that my sister bought us tickets to see HIM down in LA off ebay? We're going to stand right under ville vallo and shout dirty things in Finnish at him. Things like 'baha boiga' (no idea how it's spelled, only know how it all sounds) which means bad boy. And I'm a 'hoova doo-ta' (again no idea how to spell that) which makes me a good girl. |
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| Monday, April 12th, 2004 |
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"I love the smell of Commerce in the morning." -Mallrats That's one of my favorite movie quotes from one of my favorite movies. You have to hear it in context I guess. |
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| Friday, April 2nd, 2004 |
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This is what I do when my managers not around these days: **************************************** Friends gather round, and listen closely, for I have a sad tale to impart about a great lie that is sweeping the international rock n roll community. It was not long ago that my eyes were opened to this shameful dishonesty, having lived under the delusion that things were all okay in the land of one of our great new rock gods known as The Darkness. But now, I have seen the pain, hurt and confusion that is so central to their music. I’m left with a lingering ache in my heart, and the monumental question of “Do you Really Believe in a thing Called Love”? Yes, I was shattered when finally I understood what Justin Hawkins wails in that British falsetto of his on track five of their just released album ‘Permission to Land’. He does not sing in the vein of Huey Lewis about ‘The Power of Love’, no instead he’s saying ‘Love is Only a Feeling’ and it sounds by the tone of his tune, that Love is a volatile and unpredictable one at that. This right upon the heels of Track Four which clearly states that ‘I believe in a thing Called Love’ where Love is celebrated in such a joyous fashion as the thing that supplies the rhythm to Justin’s oh so beautiful heart. Now I’m left awash in a sea of warring emotions, which is it Justin? Is Love only a feeling, something to be tried on like a pink spandex cat suit and tossed to the side when your beer gut begins to pull it apart at the seems? Or is Love that great motivator, that thing which pushes you on to have faith in your fellow human beings, to give unreservedly to the world, to passionately embrace life and all your eager 16 year old fans? Which is it Justin? Ah the predicament I now find myself in, and one I feel compelled to expose. What is this dichotomy of The Darkness and how do we resolve it? How can this duel message about Love prevail side by side on this one monumental album? I have no answers my friends, I only hope someday that Justin Hawkins, Dan, Ed and Frankie can all come to terms with what Love truly means to them. Then maybe by their follow-up album they can pass that message on to devoted fans like myself, that I might once again have piece of mind that Love is something to believe in. |
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| Friday, January 2nd, 2004 |
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I had some nameless guy on campus at the U of U yell at me one day 'however fast you run, you can't run away from yourself' as I zipped by him, undoubtably running to hook up with drugs, not running because i was late to class. That one comment has stuck with me for years. It's so true. I'm going to Vancouver BC for the weekend, and I'm excited. My time will be spent hanging out with friends, and maybe shopping, but I don't really have money to do that. I just booked my ticket to New York as well. I'll be going to New York mid January, and that's a trip I can hardly wait for. It'll be cold though. New Years eve was a blast. The Twilight turned out to be a really fun gig, and lots of folks turned out. I love my friends. I love butt rock music. The two seemed to fit together beautifully that night. And so I go. Running. |
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| Monday, December 29th, 2003 |
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So i've resolved to do absolutely nothing useful at work till next year. So far I'm doing pretty well in keeping that lofty goal I've set for myself. Yes, someday I will be a professional time waster again. It looks fabulous on ones resume. Actually my resume pretty much used to consist of 'professional time waster' and 'professional alcoholic and/or drug addict' and then there's another one there about being loose I won't go in to. That resume got me far. I miss my sister a whole hell of a lot already. I took her to the airport last night and cried as I said goodbye to her. We kept refering to the good times we were having as mystical, as in 'mystical unicorn' perhaps the cheesiest vegas slot game of all time....but with Vera here, all the old crew came to hang out and it was wicked. With my twin sister, we don't even have to talk, we can look at each other across a room, and know exactly the disparaging thought the other is having. I don't know when I'll get to see her again, but I hope it's soon. I've got loads of traveling planned. Amazing considering how broke I am, but I got a bus ticket to Vancouver BC this weekend, hopefully before January is out I'll get to go to New York on my friend Trisha's gift ticket, and then in February I might try and get to LA to visit my sister on my refunded thanksgiving ticket. Travel is good. I like to travel. Someday I wish I could travel with The Darkness and be the opening Dj for their shows, I'd play lots of Iron Maiden and Judas Priest and Def Leppard and we'd all party together and laugh alot and Justin Hawkins and I would be having a torrid love affair, and life would be good. Someday. |
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| Monday, December 22nd, 2003 |
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| God I hate my job right now. And do I ever hate my manager. I got a bitchy email from him on Friday about taking a lunch break and not telling him. Ick. I'm going to look for a new job, but in the meantime, I have to change my attitude about working here or I'll never survive. Funny how things change. I used to love this job, but somewhere along the line, something inside of me died and I just can't muster any enthusiasm for it anymore. I really need to move on. | ||||
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| Tuesday, October 28th, 2003 |
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Oh my god. I hate my new keyboard. I just erased 10 minutes worth of typing with one single key stroke. Oh what a good entry it was too, maybe it's my fingernails. They're too long right now so I keep hitting the wrong key. Especially my left pinky nail, it's like the MONDO super coke nail right now. Gross. Anyway, I'm feeling much better then I have in a month or so, or since i wrote my last entry. I tend to write in a journal when I'm feeling down, not when I'm feeling good, so it's a one sided portrait. It's also immensely painful and embarassing to go back and read later on. Good thing my sister inadvertently destroyed all my old journals when I was living in London. I had such a wacked out weekend, it rocked. I was subsisting on about 7 total hours of sleep for the week (insomnia) and worked Friday night as a cigarette girl at this weird, weird, vaudeville type performance down at the Catwalk, thought that would put me to sleep, but noooo, so Saturday I go to a strange dinner at my surrogate families home, then on to DJ a party for a good friend of mine, at a bikers house. It rocked. It turned out to be a lot of fun. But you'd think I'd sleep some that night. No. So I have to work at this Halloween event we do down at the Olympic Sculpture Park every year Sunday day, and i'm hallucinating I'm so tired and out of it. That night I tried to hang, but really coulnd't so went and watched two movies with the new guy I been hanging out with. It was a nice cap to a strange, but oh so fun weekend. And now here I sit at work, still sleep deprived but better. I'm sure looking forward to this coming weekend. |
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| Sunday, October 19th, 2003 |
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| I haven't posted here in ages. I've been super scattered lately, I think it's because thanks to new meds, I have to get a real nights sleep each night. Yes I know must sleep 8 hours every single night. Oh it hurts. I feel like I'm losing all this time, and not getting things accomplished, and, and, and, and...well actually last night I only got about 5 hours of sleep and woke up in the best of moods. It's late, and I need to get to sleep (god there it is again with that 8 hours of sleep....) so that I can deal with my now dreaded job tomorrow, but as per ususal I have to say here, I'm so grateful for my friends. All my friends. They've been so supportive over the last very difficult month. I'd be a goner if it weren't for them. | ||||
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| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003 |
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My eyes keep slowly, slowly closing here at work. I can't seem to keep my head up, I keep doing that thing where before I know it, my forehead has connected with my monitor screen or better yet I just kind of nod off and then my head all of a sudden jerks back up as my neck snaps back from it's impossible contorted position of attempts at sleep. I had a migraine this morning and something about fighting pain like that, it makes me so unbelievably tired. I couldn't leave work though, I had too many important meetings this afternoon, so instead I sat in my important meetings and stared blankly at people as they attempted to talk to me. I'm such a spaz normally I hate being on slow-moe like this. But now, it's almost time to go. I have to take a bunch of work home with me, but maybe I can take a nap, then a shower, then do work, then make it to Whoa Girl at the Baltic Room tonight. Maybe.... |
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| Friday, August 22nd, 2003 |
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to all my friends who showed up last night for my event down on the waterfront, you rock. i love you. i'm sorry i couldn't hang out. i was on my feet (i sat down 1 time for about 30 seconds) for 14 hours straight. so i'm leaving work now to go soak in the bath and hope the swelling in my feet goes down. i love you all so very much, all my friends that is, you're the people who make my life the great thing it is. xxoo libby |
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| Friday, August 15th, 2003 |
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my god, how much can change in a week. i could go into great detail here about this guy i've been hanging out with lately, but i don't have loads of time. i only met him a week ago. but it's like we were cut from the same mold. sadly though i've made one of my big mistakes that i always make when i'm with someone i like. it involves sex. too soon. (i'm just going to be honest here damn it.) anyway he and i had a really good conversation, really fucking honest conversation, about it last night. i can't believe what a different person i am. i feel so calm, whatever is meant to be will be, and i can take it. anyway that's really condensed, and so much more goes into it, but maybe later. so kelly's benefit show was a blast last night. she rocks. everyone should come out to this event i'm doing down at the Sculpture Park site next Thursday the 21st between 5pm and 8pm (down by Myrtle Edwards Park), The Lashes and Damine Jurado are playing and Ms. Margie. There will be a beer tent, and food and it's FREE. I'll need all the support I can get. First time I've ever done a big event like this, and god damn I hope it goes off. For the sake of my job security. |
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| Thursday, August 7th, 2003 |
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god damn i think i'm going to loose my mind here today, there is too much shit to do. vegas was great. had a blast. rocked out on clepatra's barge, won some money got a tan, bought some new cd's, great trip. but now, work is killing me. i made the decision to go back into the for-profit world too i think. the money i make is not worth the heart attach this job is going to give me. ugh. |
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| Thursday, July 31st, 2003 |
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So I leave in three days for my oh so beloved city of Vegas. Yes it seems I can't go (or should I say my Mom can't go) longer then four months without a visit to the city of sin. It's going to be her 60th birthday present. And my sister is going to join us. I have not seen my sister in a few months now, and I have not seen my sister without her boyfriend in many, many, many months. I'm so excited. Plus work has me so stressed out and so brain fried these days, I don't think I've looked forward to a break this much, in years. Get to sit by the pool all day with Vera talking about the state of the world, and how our lives are progressing, pretend to shop at the big high end Ceasar's Palace Mall stores, go loose a few bucks at the craps table, and then go out dancing and take on the town together. It's so much fun to see my mom that happy and that care free, and to have time with my sister. On top of that though, over the past few days it seems something inside of me has just settled down and I have this overwhelming sense of serenity and comfort with my life. I love my job despite the stress level, I like my apartment, more then anything I love and admire my great friends, and I don't really mind being single or the fact that there seems to be a flashing neon sign over my head that only men can ready that says 'freak'. Everything seems to feel just a-okay. Which probably means I'm hitting the end of my sleep deprivation cycle, and soon I'll be a blathering, emotional imbecile who can't seem to make sense of anything, and wallows in self pity and loneliness. But let's not go there. For now, life is good. And you know what, it seems to be more good then bad these days, so I fear not for the hard times that might lay ahead. Ha! |
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| Thursday, July 24th, 2003 |
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| I feel completely useless today. So I'm posting on the interent that I feel completely useless in the hopes that it will motivate my decrepit brain to right itself and allow me to have a productive day at work. Somehow I doubt it though. I have to work till 10pm for the Nordstrom's/SAAMs Designer Preview. The clothes and the show are fun, but not the fact that I'll be trapped at an air hanger out in Boeing Field with loads of wealthy, drunk, bored women who want to fight over the latest in couture thousand dollar pieces of material. I have so much shit to do here today, and I just can't even begin to think about doing it. I want a mental health day. But if that was the case, I'm so crazy, I guess I should take every day off as a mental health day in the hopes that maybe one day, I might actually find some normalcy in my life. But who needs that. | ||||
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| Monday, July 21st, 2003 |
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nothing new to tell here, just work has me so fucking stressed out. i've been waking up in the middle of the night and at odd hours of the morning, my heart pounding, imagining everything i'm doing here at work caving in on me, fucking it all up, being blamed for it all, I hate getting in trouble. I became quite the adroit lier as a child I was so scared of getting in trouble. UNECESSARY ASIDE: (Funny one was when I cut my wrist with my mom's straight edge raiser, she asks me what had happened, i didn't want to tell her, because she told me NEVER to play with her straight edge raiser, so I told her 'I don't know'. Actually that's not very funny just pathetic.) So I'm thinking maybe I should get a new job, but I'm a workaholic and feel like I have to keep toiling here, at least till we break ground on the sculpture park or something. Weekend was great though. We should weekends more frequently I say. |
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| Thursday, July 17th, 2003 |
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Hey Haaken and I are DJing at Kincora's on Friday. It's called 'For those About to Rock'. I'm too lazy to post a link to the flyer. So the details are below. Join us if you want. It's going to be fun. 'For Those About to Rock' Friday, July 18th starting at 10pm FREE...so you have more money to spend on beer & car magazines All your Favorite Rock tunes from Butt Rock to Classic Rock and everything in between. But on another note. I got stood up of sorts last night. Not to start bitching, but I think I'm going to have to move out of this town if I ever want to get a date. The guy was cute, he was funny, and he was a youngin. But he couldn't make it to the Longwaves show last night. So we'll see if we ever do hang out again. I'm not holding my breath. Because being a smoker, I can't hold my breath for very long, it's hard to take deep breaths so I have lots of oxygen reserves. You know. Party Hardy. |
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LiveJournal for libby.
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