my armpits are still somewhat purple

someone please tell me why i keep buying bagged lettuce. you know, the type for salads. i never use it and then a week later i remember that it is there and it is nasty brown and makes the refrigerator smell like rotting vegetable carcass.

so i did something a bit out of character this weekend. i agreed to walk around the virgin festival on sunday in a bathing suit covered in purple body paint which was then tagged over by graffiti artists.
uh, what? yes.

i will tell you why this is an especially unusual thing for me to do. several reasons:

1. i don't like festivals. crowds freak me out. especially massive ones. also i cannot handle the nasty heat and humidity. this, in combination with the hoards of people surrounding me makes me feel like i am dying. oh and drunk people fucking suck to be around when you are not drunk.

2. i have trouble being in a bathing suit sometimes, even when i am AT THE POOL or BEACH or a place like that where EVERYONE ELSE is is a bathing suit as well. so you can see how doing this at a place where i am one of very few people in a bathing suit amongst a crowd of several thousand who are not wearing bathing suits could be difficult.

3. i am weird about attention. i am much more comfortable being a people-watcher than a people-interacter-er. i am used to not really being noticed by people i don't know. don't get me wrong, i am an attention whore when it is a one-on-one type of setting, but when it comes to groups of people, then no.

4. i feel as tho purple isn't really the best color to complement my skin tone.

first let's talk about the night before. patrick (formerly known as the "crazy maniac behind the wheel" and "pete" altho now he knows about and has commented on my blog so i can use his real name) got us into the festival for free and VIP on saturday by knowing a famous person. this is why it is always good to know famous people. well we had trouble getting in because OF COURSE they couldn't find our names for 2 hours because they couldn't figure out how to look at a list, i guess.

so we got to go back and watch from the side of the stage while his famous friend's band performed. YAY AWESOMENESS. at one point i looked over at the hot dude playing with a set of drumsticks sitting next to me and we exchanged a brief smile and then i thought OH SUPER AWESOME because i realized he was with tv on the radio, one of my new favorite bands ever. but don't worry, i played it totally cool like i didn't even know because that is how cool i am.

p.s. that is a great way to meet people that you want to meet, by the way. just act like you don't even notice them because you are so cool. when the rest of the band came and were hanging out backstage patrick told me i should get a picture and i had to tell him that i couldn't because that would out me as uncool and i couldn't risk it. of course now i wish that i had.

then we got to go back to the special important people area where EVERYONE was totally COOL and got free food and sat on couches outside. but when we left to go see tv on radio perform we didn't have patrick's famous friend with us so we were no longer allowed into the cool people areas. SHIT. later we ran into my friends who were wearing bathing suits and painted different colors of the rainbow (promotional gig my friend is starting up- in this case promoting the skatepark of baltimore). they were short one girl/color and asked if i'd like to do it the following day. HELL NO i said.

over the next few hours i thought about it and said things to patrick like, i could never do that...do you think i should do it?...i can't do that...i CANNOT walk around in a BATHING SUIT are you kidding me?...maybe i should do it...i really wanna see the yeah yeah yeahs tomorrow...but i have a RESEARCH PAPER to write...i think i'm gonna do it.

ok more later i am tired and have to go avoid my research paper that is due thursday some more.