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Entry 49
Gray Young opens for Goner Kickstarter Party at Kings with
Kutchma. Room is sparse, but show is profound; new songs again. Need new album
immediately. Post declaration on facebook that he is, in fact, my
Raleigh-Bono.
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Entry 51
Chas Dream #27:
I am at a flea market type party at some
hotel. All the rooms are set up with different “stores” and my friends are the
vendors, selling handmade jewelry and such. I am on a large patio of one of the
rooms at a big table with Sandra from Landmark and J9’s boss, Jennifer. We are
drinking wine and laughing at something. It is nighttime. Jess and I had
apparently had a fight, he walks over to me with a laptop and says he has a
present for me to apologize and pushes play on a YouTube video; it is him
playing piano and singing a Billy Joel song (She’s Always a Woman) the camera
angle pans out and sitting beside him at the piano is Chas. His present to me
is to sing a Billy Joel duet with Chas. I feel my face catch on fire and my
heart starts pounding. I look up from the screen and Jess has wandered off drunk
somewhere, but Chas is standing there. I am panicking. It starts to rain so I stand.
Chas holds out a hand to me, I close my eyes and take it. We start running. We collapse
under a balcony under a room at the end of the property and are sitting on pine
straw. He lies back with his arms behind his head while I sit rigid, Indian-style.
We do not speak. I untie his shoes. I wake up.
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Entry 59
He was working the counter at the coffee shop today; I
managed to order my coffee without dropping anything, speaking gibberish or
bursting into flames… Oh god.
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Entry 60
Dan posted this photo on his facebook today of The Boys recording
the new album. Instantly changed my iphone wallpaper.
Had brilliantly hilarious
idea for a blog post that could be misconstrued as completely insane if one was
not able to gauge my sense of humor.
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Entry 62
He came into my part time job and ordered a burrito... hyperventilated for approximately 15 minutes. Had to explain to coworkers in Spanish that he plays in a band and I really like the band. My girls at work start calling him "tu corazón" ... your heart.
Dios mío.
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Entry 63
Weesefest at Big Boss. He is not wearing Chucks, life doesn't make sense anymore.
Weesefest at Big Boss. He is not wearing Chucks, life doesn't make sense anymore.
Dopko invites me to stand behind the drum kit to watch the show. The day is a success. Later, in a fangirl daze as Chas steps into the crowd for a solo, I reach up to touch a drop of sweat on the tip of his nose. He looks furiously irritated... Died a little.
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Entry 64
Permission from boyfriend granted to post a potentially mortifying, yet unjustifiably self-amusing blog about being a super-fan to an amazing band and having a debilitating fandom crush on a boy from my hometown that I have refused to speak to for the past two years. 
