The Trip to Houston - Part 2: Pre Skinny Puppy
Like I said, we arrived in Houston at about 1:oo in the afternoon. The city is busy and big. It was interesting to see a new city, quite different from Ft. Worth and Dallas, but in many ways, similar. Ammanda read the directions to Sam as we were in search of Carlos's apartment. Carlos is one of the members from the band Provision and was letting us stay at his place for the evening. Sam called Carlos for better instructions, not trusting in the ones we got from Mapquest. It didn't take us too long and we found the apartment and Carlos outside talking on the phone, in his jammies. hehehe.
Carlos's apartment was really kewl. He's an artist as well and had many of his paintings on the wall. He loves The Cure and had magazines and things with them as well. He invited us to sit down and chill, but Ammanda and I were like, uh... we've been sitting for about 4 hours now. We gave in and found his couch to be much more comfortable than we expected. We were beat. Sam, Darren, and Carlos talked, mainly about band stuff and the scene. Ammanda and I half heartedly listened and talked amongst ourselves, planning on what we would do and discussing our execution plan for getting ready for the concert. It was going to take her 3 hours, so she can go slow and comfortably. I only need an hour. But we were all so very hungry! We wanted food. We thought of simply sending the boys out to fetch us something, but Sam needed to get out and get a feel for Houston before we would be left to it's mercy. After Carlos has got ready for work, we once again piled into Sam's car, except Darren, he wanted to talk business with Carlos. Carlos led us to a little chinese restuarant and we pigged out on sweet and sour chicken, sesame chicken, and egg rolls. Mmmmm.... **drools**
After gorging ourselves on Chinese food, Carlos went to work and we went back to his apartment. We chilled, watched some short films that Darren had brought. Darren is hilarious. He is one of the funniest most interesting guys I know. He just thinks differently than most people and to hear him is great. I learn so much and he stretches my thoughts and opinions to the limit. Ammanda went upstairs to take a shower and within minutes we heard her yelling down to us. We kind of looked at each other and listened. She was shrieking at how the water in the shower was not hot, not even room temperature, but cold. Oh boy! And we needed to take showers to get ready and such. Argh.. stupid cold water. Not only was the water cold, but it was yellow. It almost looked like Urine. I really didn't want to take a shower in that, but I had to! After Ammanda and I suffered through our showers, we got our makeup on, our hair done, and with a few minutes left before time to head out to the show, Ammanda realizes she hadn't packed her skirt. We searched through everything but it was no where to be found. Quickly I began to think, we had to find something for her to wear. Looking through what she had brought I decided it would be best if she wore her tube top as a skirt, and wore one of her tanks as her shirt instead. She kind of looked at me funny for a minute and thought I was crazy, but I knew it would work. It just had to work. It was either that or she wouldn't be able to wear anything goth and cute. She wasn't happy wearing such a tight 'skirt' but she did it anyway. Sam and Darren both agreed that she still looked hot and the crisis was solved. Thank you Costume Designing Skills! **takes a bow** Since it was such a special occasion I wore my cute frilly, ruffly california skirt and my leather corset. It was a bitch sitting in the car with it, but i looked hot.
Like I said, we arrived in Houston at about 1:oo in the afternoon. The city is busy and big. It was interesting to see a new city, quite different from Ft. Worth and Dallas, but in many ways, similar. Ammanda read the directions to Sam as we were in search of Carlos's apartment. Carlos is one of the members from the band Provision and was letting us stay at his place for the evening. Sam called Carlos for better instructions, not trusting in the ones we got from Mapquest. It didn't take us too long and we found the apartment and Carlos outside talking on the phone, in his jammies. hehehe.
Carlos's apartment was really kewl. He's an artist as well and had many of his paintings on the wall. He loves The Cure and had magazines and things with them as well. He invited us to sit down and chill, but Ammanda and I were like, uh... we've been sitting for about 4 hours now. We gave in and found his couch to be much more comfortable than we expected. We were beat. Sam, Darren, and Carlos talked, mainly about band stuff and the scene. Ammanda and I half heartedly listened and talked amongst ourselves, planning on what we would do and discussing our execution plan for getting ready for the concert. It was going to take her 3 hours, so she can go slow and comfortably. I only need an hour. But we were all so very hungry! We wanted food. We thought of simply sending the boys out to fetch us something, but Sam needed to get out and get a feel for Houston before we would be left to it's mercy. After Carlos has got ready for work, we once again piled into Sam's car, except Darren, he wanted to talk business with Carlos. Carlos led us to a little chinese restuarant and we pigged out on sweet and sour chicken, sesame chicken, and egg rolls. Mmmmm.... **drools**
After gorging ourselves on Chinese food, Carlos went to work and we went back to his apartment. We chilled, watched some short films that Darren had brought. Darren is hilarious. He is one of the funniest most interesting guys I know. He just thinks differently than most people and to hear him is great. I learn so much and he stretches my thoughts and opinions to the limit. Ammanda went upstairs to take a shower and within minutes we heard her yelling down to us. We kind of looked at each other and listened. She was shrieking at how the water in the shower was not hot, not even room temperature, but cold. Oh boy! And we needed to take showers to get ready and such. Argh.. stupid cold water. Not only was the water cold, but it was yellow. It almost looked like Urine. I really didn't want to take a shower in that, but I had to! After Ammanda and I suffered through our showers, we got our makeup on, our hair done, and with a few minutes left before time to head out to the show, Ammanda realizes she hadn't packed her skirt. We searched through everything but it was no where to be found. Quickly I began to think, we had to find something for her to wear. Looking through what she had brought I decided it would be best if she wore her tube top as a skirt, and wore one of her tanks as her shirt instead. She kind of looked at me funny for a minute and thought I was crazy, but I knew it would work. It just had to work. It was either that or she wouldn't be able to wear anything goth and cute. She wasn't happy wearing such a tight 'skirt' but she did it anyway. Sam and Darren both agreed that she still looked hot and the crisis was solved. Thank you Costume Designing Skills! **takes a bow** Since it was such a special occasion I wore my cute frilly, ruffly california skirt and my leather corset. It was a bitch sitting in the car with it, but i looked hot.
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