My work week was short. Monday and Tuesday, to be exact. Tuesday night was The Night the Rocked My Ass. BH and I met up with Jaye and Thelma at The Longbranch for a beer, then we all four headed to the Nine Inch Nails-Jane's Addiction show. Can I just tell y'all how damn excited I was when I found out that this tour was coming to Austin? I'd never seen NIN or Jane's addiction in concert. And although I'm sort of a fan of NIN, I am a HUGE Jane's Addiction fan, so this--seeing Jane's with the original line up and them playing mostly their old stuff (the stuff that had made me fall in love with them in the first place)--was pretty much a dream come true. And you know what? It did not disappoint. They are still tight as hell. Perry's still an amazing frontman. Eric and Stephen make up a phenomenally talented rhythm section. And Dave Navarro--despite the fact that he's a sleazy-ass porno producer--is one hell of a guitarist. I literally couldn't sit down (despite the fact that we had bad assed seats). Every song was fucking mind-blowing. I will never listen to their music the same way again.
Yesterday, I took the day off of work to run errands and get shit done before travelling today. I'm so glad I did, because I had a ton to do and I would've been stressing today if I hadn't gotten a day to just take care of stuff. I shopped, got a manicure, worked out, banked, did laundry, went to the gym, and a bunch of other stuff that I can't even remember right now b/c I, literally, ran my ass off all day. The one thing I didn't do? Pack for my trip, despite the fact that I was having to leave for the airport right after taking The Geej to school the next morning. But I was beat (and I hate packing more than I can express in any language spoken by man), so I opted to go to bed early. Going to bed early meant I had to get up before the damn crack of dawn today to get packed, get ready, get Geej ready, etc. But somehow, I managed to do it. Got to the airport on time. Flight left on time. Flight was fine except for the fact that the ENTIRE LAKE TRAVIS HIGH SCHOOL DRILL TEAM was on the plane with me. WHOO HOO! THEY WERE GOING TO DISNEY, AND OMG Y'ALL THEY WERE SOOOOOOOOO EXCITED. Seriously. I was stunned by the volume of the chattering and constant giggling. But I popped an Ativan, put on the iPod, and managed to sleep most of the way to ORLANDO.
Yep, I had a layover in ORLANDO, a place I have no interest in ever visiting ever ever EVER. And it was a looooooong layover. So I got to contend with The Disney Freaks, the People Who Came to Watch the Space Shuttle Launch, and (apparently) the Southeastern Regional auditions for the next season of The Biggest Loser. I'm no skinny Minnie Mouse by any stretch of the imagination, but HOLY HELL, there were a lot--I mean an alarming number--of really, sadly, morbidly obese families walking the concourses of the Orlando airport. Very depressing.
Got on my next flight about 1/2 an hour late and headed to Ft. Myers. Here I rendezvoused with two dear old friends who I haven't gotten to hang out with in years. My friend Lane and her husband recently moved to this super fab high-rise condo in Ft. Myers, and I swear, it's like we're staying at a resort. The views are insane, and I can't even begin to describe the loveliness of the pool, by which I'll be sitting my ass for most of the day tomorrow.
See? Most funnest week ever!! And it's only Thursday!
More soon (with pictures)!!