Laura Boo (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} peekaboo) wrote,@ 2008-07-15 18:54:00 |
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ain't none of your business
Went to the Punch show at the Chateau Noir last night. I could hear the music as soon as I turned the alleyway corner. When I got inside the house it was like a drunken, sweaty heat wave, everyone crammed into the living room and hallway, beer flying as bodies moved excitedly with the music. It was a great show. I do love house shows, not just because of the bands, but because of the spectacle of the people.
Afterwards L.Mar, Jessi and I walked back to my place in order to smoke shisha on the back fire escape, drink a bottle of wine (and a few beers when that ran out) and talk. Lots of discussion about poly, the nature of friendships in the light of anger and disfunction, 101 ways to not kill yourself, being fat / wishing there was more fat activism in Vancouver (and also mused about how rad it would be if fat activism got into the high schools and turned things around for people there), taking T, slapping/flogging/caning, the state of cabaret and burlesque performance in Vancouver and a bunch of other jolly fun things to talk about at 2am.
On top of my chronic back pain, now my leg is starting to cause me lots of pain on a regular basis. Last night I was limping pretty badly. I really can't wait until I am back in a province where I have some medical coverage so that I can start talking to a doctor about what the fuck is wrong with my body.
Now I'm in the bookstore, eating a divine salad, talking with customers and listening to Charles Mingus. I am also debating what to read next: some more of the microcosm zines we just got or the copy of The Sound and the Fury that I just bought for $4 off a street vendor....
Oh, and this is the best new music in my life right now:
The Dynamics:
Seven Nation Army
Whole Lotta Love
Went to the Punch show at the Chateau Noir last night. I could hear the music as soon as I turned the alleyway corner. When I got inside the house it was like a drunken, sweaty heat wave, everyone crammed into the living room and hallway, beer flying as bodies moved excitedly with the music. It was a great show. I do love house shows, not just because of the bands, but because of the spectacle of the people.
Afterwards L.Mar, Jessi and I walked back to my place in order to smoke shisha on the back fire escape, drink a bottle of wine (and a few beers when that ran out) and talk. Lots of discussion about poly, the nature of friendships in the light of anger and disfunction, 101 ways to not kill yourself, being fat / wishing there was more fat activism in Vancouver (and also mused about how rad it would be if fat activism got into the high schools and turned things around for people there), taking T, slapping/flogging/caning, the state of cabaret and burlesque performance in Vancouver and a bunch of other jolly fun things to talk about at 2am.
On top of my chronic back pain, now my leg is starting to cause me lots of pain on a regular basis. Last night I was limping pretty badly. I really can't wait until I am back in a province where I have some medical coverage so that I can start talking to a doctor about what the fuck is wrong with my body.
Now I'm in the bookstore, eating a divine salad, talking with customers and listening to Charles Mingus. I am also debating what to read next: some more of the microcosm zines we just got or the copy of The Sound and the Fury that I just bought for $4 off a street vendor....
Oh, and this is the best new music in my life right now:
The Dynamics:
Seven Nation Army
Whole Lotta Love
