Monday, July 26, 2004

im back from new hampshire and maine! woot woot. im somewhat tanner and covered in misquito bites. theyre satans helpers i swear. when i got back into the city i was still impulsively smacking my head every few minutes thinking they were going to bite me again. ive mastered the art of killing misquitoes with a flick of my fingers. no, i lie. i wish.
 
so last monday channing, katie, and caroline picked us up and we drove for 6 hours to new bradford, new hampshire to the same inn we went to last year. we really didnt do much other than watch videos and 'i love the 90's (it rules my life.). we drove around and visited random lakes and one of channings old friends and it was really boring. bugs must die, especially misquitoes and giant dragonflies. -shudders-. day 2, ate mass amounts of tracys banana bread (its like crack...and i almost puked later from having so much). on wednesday we went fishing for an hour. as katie caught perch i was roasting and getting bitten left and right so i grabbed the paddles and rowed back to shore. bleeh.
 
we drove to kennebunkport, maine, which is a small port town by the ocean. its really awesome and i would definantely want to go back again. 1) the weather was really nice. 2) the restaurants were all really good and i think i had enough seafood to last me the rest of the year. 3) kennebunkport is covered with beaches and hot, droolworthy guys you wont find in the city. 4) i got kind of tan. 
 
cons. katie and carolines grandpa booked some SHIT ASS MOTEL for us called the shoreland inn or something that i thought was a trailer park when i first saw it. and to think we had to stay there for 4 days? i almost shot myself. it smelled like cheap cleaner and i felt so grimy. dear god.
 
on our last day, we went to some place call bartlbys or something for dinner, and it was like a freaking Bush/Cheney shrine. gag me. they even had bush bumper stickers to take before you left. sickooss.
 
anyway.
 
day one. arrival, check in, walked to the little beach near the "inn"..., checked out the town and its people lol.
 
day 2, we went to this place called mikes clam shack or something for lunch and they had the best pina coladas ever. katie and i had some of my moms pina colada with rum and it wasnt all that bad. lol my brother had a sip of it and was convinced he was drunk and started swaying. we relentlessly mocked him thru out the trip. went back to the beach and katie and i spent an hour or two collecting crab shells and claws from the surf cuz we rock. we found a remmington bullet case which was pretty cool.
 
day 3, we checked out some of the outlet malls, saw the cutest guy ive ever seen at brookstone, ate at some random restaurant with the worst pina coladas EVER. it was warm with warm whipped cream. i threw up afterwards. we went to goochs beach for a bit, and went to go see napoleon dynamite for the second time. (and to think im going to go see it again tomorrow.) there are lots of lovely people at movie theatres. :)
 
every night after stuffing our faces with food and being giddy, we would go back to our rooms, watch VH1 and court tv/forensic files till we fell asleep. it was the saddest thing ever. i think im mixing up what we did every day. whatever. and my 'the format' cd was a permanent cd in the car. we played 'tune out' at least 100 times, and by the end i couldnt even listen to the song anymore.
 
left today, took a 7 hour bus trip back from maine, got back to the city around 4:30, came home, spent 2 hours catching up on livejournal. woot.

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aisha sent me the footage of pete when he smashed his bass @ the TX show, and he is really scary smashing his bass. he looks like hes going to kill someone.
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october/november will make my life. why? because
 
-Tour #1: Taking Back Sunday/Fall Out Boy/Matchbook Romance
-(SUPER)Tour #2: Lostprophets, Story of the Year, Letter Kills, My Chemical Romance, Anberlin.

DO THEY WANT TO KILL ME? its like every day they add another one of my favorite bands to add to my double aneyresm.

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