I am awake because I usually remember LATER, after I put the evidence together ie Peanut butter jar on my night stand and peanut butter knife on the floor next to my bed.. It's like my conscious and subconscious collide and I act upon my appetite. One time I made a quesadilla which is scary to know I am handling major appliances in my sleep
Apparently there is cell phone footage of me raiding the fridge but I refuse to see myself.
Sometimes I have an audience and apparently I am a bit rude while sleep eating. One time my roommate tried to talk to me during this collision, and he said I was "rude". Ha. Once I ate my roommates Pita Pit, she was saving it for lunch the next day but my sleep eating got to it first. Funny thing is I have never had Pita Pit and I wish I could remember what it tasted like, I hear it's pretty good.. Anyhoot, confession for the day: I sleep eat
I do this at other people's house too, if I happen to sleep over. Even if there are stairs involved. Confession#2 : Graple I had a slice of Pizza from your fridge the night I slept at your house. In non sleep world, I HATE COLD PIZZA.
My idea of Love; even though I have never experienced it, I know exists, with no doubt. My gut and my heart tell me it lives for me, somewhere out there. I have always known this. I know someone is craving this Love I speak of the same way I do. I will know exactly when I am there, and won't settle for anything less. Along the way there will be/has been Frogs aka Crazy Teddy Bear Boys come into play. I rely on my gut.
True Love, it's selfless, it's "loving with reckless abandon", as Nic puts it. It's natural for me to love this way I'm just trucking along until I meet my match. And when I say 'match' I mean somone that can Match what I offer. My current Nuve Nueve feeds the hope in my heart, the 'hope' that will one day be replaced with validity.
I am presently drowning in a state of Bliss. It's been a long time and I don't mind putting it in park, right about now. Feelings that involve Giddiness, Fear, Excitement, the Butterflies. There is an early, undefinable, and natural level of comfort. The feeling is far more overpowering than disputing it's existance.Smiles on Demand, with a simple thought of a comment or gesture he made. These things shouldn't be questioned. "As conmigo lo que tu corazon mande, y yo hare lo mismo:" Sweetest words I've heard, someone that openly, thinks with their heart, I've yearned for this. Hopefully the words aren't just words. Fear takes over for a second, and if they are and this is just a Hoax of MY heart, call me silly but I am currently enjoying every second.
Some say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one - Sr. Lennon
El Senor Billy Corgan the only original band member on stage last night, but the show didn't feel like anything was missing.. Billy Corgan, all 6 feet 3 inches of him an amazing talent, I was left in awe. I love to hear a man scream his guts out. Next to him bass guitarist Nicole Fiorentino, she had such an elegant, feminine yet raw presence I couldn't help but either have my eyes on the The Man on stage or her. This show, considering our seats, felt ELECTRIC. It was amazing and the peak of the night was Corgan playing the National Anthem on his guitar. Not that I have this undying connection to the song but to see a man play it with HIS TEETH, well same old song with a new meaning for me.
There was no time between songs, one jumped right into another. I could see the sweat I could actually feel their expression as much as I felt the vibrations on the bottom of my feet when standing and my bum when sitting.
My Chemical Romance was so connected with the crowd. Vocalist, Gerard Way; his energy level his deep strong eyes. The constant dancing jumping on top of his drummer's base drum made me, convincingly attracted to a skinny dude with orange hair. My friend Nic chose The Corgan. To each Her own ;)
We had some great seats, I don't need to hear anything AFTER the show anyways.
If I would have known my Dr. Martin's would have served a purpose in 2010 I would have never gotten rid of them.
Hasta La Vista,
P.S. Next big show is LADY GAGA 3/29/2011....vat to verr , vat to verr... le wheels are turning.