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so, it's been awhile. probably months. sorry for that.
i had an exhausting and bizarre spring/summer (a lot of which can be read about on this tour blog), then after all that touring was over, dave and i went to barcelona to visit my friend julio for a week. i ate many avocados and saw naked men at a beach in the middle of the city. tried not to stare and failed.
we came back to the states sept 10 for the first time in nearly 3 months. cultural diversity! salsa that isn't actually just sugared ketchup! people harassing me on the street! nutritional yeast! AMERICA! SHIT YEAH!
since the lease at my last house ended the day we flew to europe, all of our things were in storage. from the airport we had no place to go, so we crashed with out friend christmas out in the suburbs while we house hunted.
an italian airline lost my luggage and i was forced to wear the same black shirt and acid wash jeans, reek of b.o., and brush my teeth with a tiny toothbrush given to me by a german hotel for an entire week. every time i brushed my teeth bristles would fall out in my mouth, and every time i lifted my arm i would notice that my personal smell had evolved, and at one point almost smelled like a delicious sandwich.
after a week in the burbs, we found a super sick house in south philly, signed a lease, and had until october 1st to kill before we could move in. we went up to new england to see our respective parents.
upon moving in to this "huge 3 bdrm house with jacuzzi tub!" which originally we had thought was WAY too nice for people like us to live in, quickly realized it was not. in fact, it wasn't even in living condition. but dave and i had no where else to go. so we lived here, while...
-the landlord left his things in almost every room, leaving us with just enough room to leave our boxes in the kitchen/living room, and lay my bed (sans frame) down on the floor. our roommate's room was completely taken up by a giant pool table, and he had to stay with a friend. these things stayed in our house for 8 days. when he finally got movers to come, they broke his pool table- but only after they smashed it into our ceiling (leaving a huge hole), which he told me was not "his problem".
-the advertised jacuzzi tub was missing a part, rendering it unusable
-the gas company came to turn on our gas, and left a few minutes later, telling us that when we didn't have a gas leak, grounded the line, and unclogged the chimney... THEN we could have gas. we lived without heat, a stove, and hot water for a week. i took 1 shower, where i washed each body part separately with a cup of cold water. i am such a wuss that dave had to take over rinsing me, because i couldn't bring myself to dump the ice water down my soapy back. we went broke eating out.
-there's a knock on the door. it's the water company, coming to turn off our water. "but i've only lived here a week, i haven't even got a water bill!" i yelled as i stood on my stoop in my pajamas. "says here you owe $424.95... and if you don't pay me half right now i'm cutting your water." i cry right there in front of the water guy and my neighbors because i'm broke and need to be able to shower and cook and drink, and have to call my dad to pay my landlord's old unpaid water bill.
after the landlord procrastinated on MAJOR repairs, he decides not to do them at all, telling the real estate agency that we rented our house from that the house needs no repairs and we're "just exaggerating". i take photos and videos of the OVEN WITH NO OVEN RACKS, the MOLDY CEILING, the ROTTING DOOR, and the HOLE IN THE CEILING. they gasp in horror, and tell me to hire a contractor and deduct the cost- just like that water bill, from the rent.
i got a notice last week that the house is being foreclosed.
rent is due in 2 days, i don't even know if i have to pay any at this point.
anyway. the face painting season ended today and i went out in a blaze of neon colors and glitter.
i'm going to NYC tomorrow for my friend andrea's birthday where i'll dress up as a bat and go out with loads of people from richmond to dance. i haven't made my costume yet. this right here is me putting it off.
dave and i are starting a new band which is about to have its first practice. it's going to be punk, inspired by reagan youth's 2nd record, with melodic oi-influenced vocals. i'm so excited.
time to rinse the henna out of my hair, and get to making bat wings. hope everyone is well....
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