Monday Bear

So tonight was dress rehearsal in front of a bigass group of 8 people. I just wish everyone would stop being pissy with each other and get along, like me and this lady.

“You know, Liz, if I could just feel you up and make out with you, it would make me feel alot better.”

- Lady

When I was in the fourth grade, Megan Dunn and I made a list of things that we wanted to do before we were eighteen that our parents wouldn’t let us do. I hid my list under the TV. Here it goes:

• Have sex
• Dye my hair blue
• Get my nose pierced
• Wear a real bra everyday, not just days that I wear a white shirt
• Shave my legs
• Have a seance

I am proud to say that I have accomplished every single one of these tasks, and I have a month and a half to go until I’m eighteen. In fact, I accomplished all these tasks by the age of fifteen. Well, a couple weeks after my fifteenth birthday.
The only things I still do “regularly” are shave my legs and have sex, and I hardly ever have to and get to (respectively) do those things. They really do act upon each other, though. No shaving, no sex. No sex, no shaving. It’s a win/ lose situation.

I’m just really glad that this play will be over with next Sunday. Don’t get me wrong, I love theatre… just not -this- theatre.

I’m not a diva, and I’m not vain. I just have certain expectations for professionalism, and this theatre just isn’t meeting them.

Curtain call, my ass.

Michele and I like to take pictures of us singing in our cars. These were somewhere around Bradford on my way to Nashville to see MatthewMatics + to pick my mom up from the airport. I do believe I was listening to Hot Hot Heat at the time.

I really like the last one because my arm looks skinny : )

Matt told me to put more pictures in my blogs. And I do everything he says. EVERYTHING.

or else…

“I love an uncrustable.”
- Michele.
Speaking of, Bonnaroo is this weekend. Liz won’t be going. Liz will be missing

• Radiohead
• Beck
• Tom Petty
• Death Cab
• The Disco Biscuits
• My Morning Jacket
• Elvis Costello
• The Streets
• Electric Eel Shock
• Oysterhead
• Ben Folds
• Bright Eyes
• Sonic Youth

And many many more.

On the bright side, I have a friend who is getting something pierced. It’s definitely not me. No, seriously. But she’s getting something pierced.

And if anyone is wondering, Elana Bailey did my eyebrows. She works at Images on Perkins St. I definitely recommend her to anyone. And back when I had that pixie? Yeah, she did that too. And she was like, a few months out of beauty school and she did an awesome job. It’s been about a year since then. Go to her.

And by the way, Davo says no Sushi at H- word place in Paducah. Fujiama, here we come. Again.

So in conclusion, did you know that a “furburger” is another name for a vag? Yeah, apparently it’s some ’70’s term. Like boink. My mom told me what a furburger was today. She just pointed “down there”.

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