4 posts tagged “band”

the weekend:

friday went pretty well...after work, i met up with a few friends for dinner and we went out and had some drinks. i ended up getting upset with matt because his band had a show that night and he said he'd meet us out later. he kept calling and telling me that he'll be just a bit longer, etc...at 1:30 a.m. i eventually told him not to bother and that i'd see him at home (the bars close at 2:00 in wisconsin). i understand that there are things about playing a show that are out of his control and i told him it would've been better if he wouldn't have said he'd be there at all. my friends kept asking where he was and i felt like an idiot all night...it looked like i got stood up by my boyfriend. it wasn't a big fight or anything, we're good at talking about things, sometimes i just get a little irritated by the band thing...

saturday matt and i had our first whole day together in months...we went to lunch and went shopping for our halloween costumes. at night we made dinner and ordered the UFC pay-per-view which ended in a rather weak title fight. anderson silva wasn't pummeling patrick cote like everyone thought he would and patrick cote blew his knee out without any contact from silva and that ended the fight a few seconds into the 3rd round. not exactly worth my $44.99.

matt worked most of the day on sunday, so i ran some errands, stopped by my parents' house to visit my dad because he just had shoulder surgery, picked up the finishing details of my halloween costume and parked it on the couch for the rest of the afternoon. once matt got home, we went to a bar to watch a wrestling pay-per-view with his friends. i hate wrestling. i think it's silly, but i just chat with his friend's fiance and eat greasy bar food. there was this loud guy that kept yelling inappropriate things and apparently i was giving him dirty looks. he said something about "if that blonde keeps giving me dirty looks i'm gonna..." i didn't catch what was said, but from what i did catch, it had to do with my tonsils and his man parts. matt told the guy to shut the f up...and it was an ordeal that luckily didn't need to be 'taken outside.'

the weekend was kinda drama filled.

turns out his phone died. hence why i hadn't heard from him all afternoon on sunday and all day monday. when he's out on the highway in the middle of nowhere and i don't hear from him, i begin to get concerned.

tuesday i received a record 3 e-mails and 2 voice mails and 2 phone calls. proof positive that he does miss me and that the probability of him having a tour lover is less than zero (not that i really thought he did, but you know...). when your drunk best friend makes it a point to tell you that it's impossible to be in a relationship with someone in a band, you begin to get a bit of a complex...that, and i have an over-active imagination. i know i mentioned it before but, her boyfriend left her for another girl he met on tour so she's a little bitter and my imagination turns everything he says or doesn't say into a sign that he's found someone else.

5 days down, 11 to go. almost half way through.

in other news...

work sucks and i've been applying elsewhere. we'll see where this takes me. people are miserable and rude here and i feel like it's rubbing off on me.

i have yoga tonight, which i'm looking forward to.

i just had some kind of heartache breakdown. due to the fact that matt is around people all the time out on tour, he'll send me e-mails or voice mails that seem really impersonal. he can't very well be all gushy when his friends are around and when they'll most certainly make fun of him.

i'm having a bad day and i had just read one of his e-mails and it sounded (unintentionally) cold. all of a sudden i just got upset because of how my day's going, because i haven't been handling this all that well and because i'm not getting the same warmth in his tone. so i left him a ridiculous voice mail about how i just wanted to hear his voice and how i really needed him just now. i started welling up when i was leaving the message and my voice started quivering so i cut the message short.

i'm trying to be tough about him being gone but i'm not doing that well. it's only the 4th day...12 more to go.

my best friend's boyfriend came back from being on tour with his band with a new girlfriend. i'm 95% confidant that isn't the case here, but that impersonal tone brings out that 5% even though i know the reasoning behind it.

ugh. this sucks so bad.

on the 26th, matt leaves for a 2 week tour with his band on the east coast (those of you on the east coast that like indie/shoegaze music, i have an itinerary if you'd be interested in catching a good milwaukee band).

*it really sucks.

we've never been apart this long and it's going to be really bizarre to go to sleep and wake up in an empty apartment for 2 weeks and 2 days. i'm going to make the best of my time alone though. there's a bunch of cleaning that needs to be done, some working out at the gym that can be had and i've made some plans for the weekends already that could prove to be pretty fun. i have a hair appointment and my mom and i are doing a walk to benefit lung cancer. i'm hoping to start (and will most likely finish) another sewing project and i have some books that i've been meaning to finish.

it's the saying goodbye (or see you later, as it were) that will really suck...on top of that, he's stopping by my office to say bye at the last possible moment before they leave. how am i supposed to go back to work after that??

part of me is excited to have some time alone, the other half of me hasn't been away from him for more than a week in over 2 years and is dreading the sense of loneliness that i'm bound to feel. he's left overnight a few times when they play in minneapolis or chicago and when i lay down to go to sleep, i hear every weird noise and every crick in the apartment...i have an active imagination so immediately i think that someone's going to break in the apartment and kidnap me.

it's ridiculous, i know. i live in a good neighborhood.

i think i'm going to try to get up early every day and practice yoga. it always sounds like a good idea, but that means the alarm is going off at 5:30...hmm...maybe i'll need to think about that a little bit longer. on the other hand, i will have no one to cuddle up with in the morning that would keep me in bed.

i'm going to miss him like crazy.