We have the facts... and we're voting YES...

when your apologies fail to ring true, you're so slick with that sarcastic slew or phrases like 'I thought you knew'





in the end, I win every time as ink remains

Family Tree....

The tv on the radio show last night...
amazing.

one of those times that gives you hope in the future and shows you that beauty can be found in the least likely of places...

my heart just broke a little.
granted it's been broken before.
It's a shade between red and black.
But i think i just got a little crack that's deeper then some of the cracks from my past.

This one may not heal as quick as the other ones...if it even ever heals at all...

love and death are always on my mind....

Oh the stills. Just saw them before we are scientists and kings of leon take the stage.

No matter how many times certain friends say the stills suck live, I will argue on just how great of an album "logic will break your hearts" is. Animals and insects, lola stars in stripes, still in love, love and death... They are such fucking great songs and they never get old.

So for now I sit and wait for some we are scientists and some kings of leons.

Don't stop the rock...

in toe with my "Amy" hat on, I took travis to work with me; getting paid overtime to watch crazy fans meet Jason Mraz and shoot the shit with him for a bit? Not bad...

This week will be busy, but i've got a lot to look forward to...

-alkaline trio popping up somewhere tomorrow night
-kings of leon, the stills, and we are scientists tuesday night
-tv on the radio wednesday night
-australian pink floyd & alejandro escovedo thursday night
-cheech and chong/ willie nelson friday night
-willie nelson saturday night

Finally, this is happening to me....

t-o-n-i-g-h-t.

m-f-

m-s-t-r-k-r-f-t


after all these years....

What a splendid, much needed evening...

one with friends, one with dancing, one with smiles, laughter, love, and a feeling that i have not seen or felt in such a long time.

I am a very lucky girl with the friends in my life, the people i work with, and the places i go.

The Aqua V-Neck Shirt

I stayed in last night. My cold/allergies got the best of me yesterday, I've got the grand opening tonight, and I just wasn't in any mood to go out.

I woke up early and decided that I had to do my laundry, since i hadn't done it since before acl (gross, i know). So after reading for a bit, i just kind of looked up to catch the timer on the dryer. And then, i got side tracked staring at the laundry turn over and over again. I have this bright aqua color v-neck. The v-neck would sometimes come into view, but it would always get trampled by something else, sweat pants, shirts, jeans...always something else. Sometimes the shirt would not come into view for a long time, because other clothes just knocked it out of the way.

It made me think about how people/friends are a lot like laundry. Well, a lot like clothes. Or i guess that you are like articles of clothing. My aqua v-neck: it's new, it only comes out for certain things, i like how it fits. My soccer sweats only come out when i'm around the house, after a long day of work, or when it comes to the end of laundry. They've been around for 8 years. I know they are always at home when i have had a long day of work.

So it made me think. what type of clothing am i? how do people and my friends see me? am i the new v-neck, the old soccer sweats, the ragged tshirt you only wear while doing laundry, the favorite red-hoodie, or the gold, glittery shoes that might be the coolest things you have ever seen?

I think each person is something different to everyone. And that's not a bad thing. You can't be everyone favorite red-hoodie or gold glittery shoes. And you can't just have red hoodies and gold shoes. Nor can you wear the same thing everyday. I do know that much about life...

the cold air will rush your hard, heart away....

i'm 23 (and a half) years old. I live in my own apt. I pay my own bills. And daily I try to draw lots of people to concerts all over this large city. All these things should make me an adult. I should know how to act like an adult. But i'm still learning. I'm trying to be an adult. but really want does an adult do at the tough times?

it's definitely the start of fall, winter is on the horizon, because the cooler weather always bring along some heartache and sadness. Tonight I was driving around the loop wondering what to do with myself. I didn't want to go to my empty apt. I had no one to go visit because they were either not at home, busy, or the other. I wanted to drive to see my aunt and just cry. to just tell her everything that i couldn't deal with or everything that hurt so bad.

And as i kept driving around the loop and further from my house, i realized i couldn't do it. I wanted to, i wanted her to just hug me and tell me that everything will be ok. That work won't always be so busy, stress won't always be so high, life won't always get you down...

My tough act can only go so far. I can only put up face for a certain amount of time. I'm not as thick skinned as I wish. I get upset, i get hurt. I've been fucked over. hard. and i have no desire for that to happen again. I'm not naive enough to think that people won't hurt/i won't be hurt in the future.

So as an adult, I have to find how to get thicker skin, face life head on, and just live the best life I can.

I don't think this life lesson is going to be so easy to figure out

Days that are over Will not continue to last If you try to construct the past

Today, I've been playing all my Sondre Lerche albums. I've been a fan since high school, and I used to listen to them quite often (his norweigian english is such a great example of winter music).

While getting ready for bed, it's made me ponder about life (something i do quite often). I think back to all the times in college to when i would listen to sondre so much; where i was, who i was with, what was going on in my life at the time, how old i was, ect...

It made me think about how, I don't think I ever saw myself or imagined I would be where I was today. You may think, well, you aren't really anywhere. But I am. It makes me think of the quote "If you ever want to make God laugh, tell him your plans for the future..." People that have 5 to 10 year goals make me giggle.

I've always been pretty vague when it comes to "dreams;" I've always just had this overwhelming desire to just be utterly happy when i "grow up." It's not that i lived this horribly depressing childhood/adolescence (not that it didn't have it's fair share of heart aches). I guess I can see myself happy by doing a lot of things, and that is something that isn't easily able to be described to others.

This desire of happiness is the main reason i got involved in "the music business." As I got older and older, music was the only constant thing that i loved through out my later years in life. The great thing about music is that there are so many facets that you can get involved in. You don't have to be musically gifted.... you just have to find a job that's doing something "tolerable" or something you enjoy doing.

I used to believe that doing what "your passion was" would end to you at one point beginning to hate what you once loved. I guess it works out that my passion is happiness.... because then i cannot get burned out with music and concerts....

oh dear...i've gotten distracted. this is the pitfalls of working too hard. your brain doesn't think about other stuff (i.e. life and the events surrounding it)

So now i lay down to get ready to go to sleep again, to wake up and face the day. To brace myself to take on the tasks of work, the tasks of being "an adult"; But i'm looking and I'm still striving for that dream of being just utterly happy... and one day, I realize just what that is...

The Beat goes round and round...

it's been quite the last few months. I've been working so hard these past 3-4 months with getting ready for the opening of house of blues houston, and I can't believe it was actually all pulled off.

Last night was the first night. And ALMOST everything went off with out a glitch; (one of the big signs did say hose of blues (priceless).

I've been almost to the point of breaking a couple times this past month or 2. But I just tried to take a deep breath and take care of stuff. I met a lot of different people over the last few days from other house of blues, corporate, radio stations, yadda yadda. And it was an amazing feeling to have those people thank you for your work and what a great job they think you have been doing. I wasn't expecting that or some other possible news that i got.

I'm just really grateful. I'm still overwhelmed with everything that is going on around me, but I think I'm going to make it after all. I have people along side of me to help me get through it, and I have people that believe in the good work that I'm doing. Maybe that's all I need after all....

still cock stoppin....

I just talked to my old roomie, ms. valerie bishop.

i love her dearly, and she makes me miss college and our crummy little apt...

but we both are representing the cock stop well....

Remind me to spend some good time with you...

I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that I can't control





They say love ain't nothing but a sore
I don't even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don't you know I'm so tired of it all
I have known terror dizzy spells
Finding out the secrets words won't tell
Whatever it is it can't be named
There's a part of my world that' s fading away
You know I don't want to be clever
To be brilliant or superior
True like ice, true like fire
Now I know that a breeze can blow me away
Now I know there's much more dignity
In defeat than in the brightest victory
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...

She stands anticipating...to understand you...

It's officially the start of Fall, thus it's October. Been pretty busy lately post ike. House guests, destroyed city, work, and getting ready for the opening of HOB.

I just returned home from my 5th acl. It wasn't the best, it wasn't the worst, but I had some good times. If anything, I came back with a new clarity. I came back with things a little bit more figured out. Everyone that was with me has meaned something greatly to me in my life at one point or another. Some of my best friends were on this trip. I ran into other new friends and old friends along the way.

I realized or came to realize it more just how much I believe in things happening for a reason. And one day, it makes sense. People are the same way. They come in and out of your life, and sometimes right away you don't realize why they are here, but then it hits you. And you couldn't imagine them not being in your life at this point.

And for that, you are filled with great happiness. And if there is one thing that everyone in this world deserves, it's a little happiness and smiles....


off subject remark-----> don't go see the movie "Towelhead"; despite being written by Alan Ball, it was HORRIBLE.