ok, so for those of you who have been waiting for the final word these last two days, i did find my favorite t-shirt before i left. (i was crawling around on the floor looking for it saying, "come on, if i find you i'll even change out of my black bra so there won't be any visible bra straps." and there it was.)

we were about two plus hours late getting to ram's, because we had bad directions to his place and because we were generally confused. in fact, we got to the show a little late, missing probably the first thirty minutes of sleater-kinney. the show wasn't one of those live shows when the fans are so fanatical that they start screaming whenever the band starts playing a song that they know. this was because 1) the fans were mostly b&s fans, not s-k fans, even though they seemed to appreciate the quality of s-k's performance, which i thought was pretty rockin' and 2) because, like it or not, so many of belle & sebastian's songs sound alike. so whatever. i still thought it was cool.

here is a brief list of the coolest things that happened. first of all, stuart is so fucking cute. i mean, really. i feel kind of bad that the audience giggled at anything he said even if they couldn't understand it. he made people sit down when they were in the aisles, allowing him to occupy the part in my heart that is usually reserved for tobey maguire and paul mccartney. oh yeh. also, at one point some freaky girl had this loud, choppy scream and stuart said, "nice to see you made it, yoko." AWESOME.

there's a lot more to be said, but there is talk to be had, and twisted tea to drink. later, folks.

by the way, dave, may i presume that you got my mix cd? also, may i presume that you're actually just fucking with me? i thought so.