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Date Posted: 12:15:30 07/15/03 Tue
Author: Jenna
Subject: J.'s update, as promised.

Alrighty. The medical update. Oy. ;)

Went to the doctor's yesterday. His first words to me were, "I'd bet a large sum of money that it's your thyroid." And then he looked at the blood test results and said nothing for a minute... and then said, "Ok... it's not your thyroid." Every single test they did came back negative. Everything was right where it was supposed to be. So now I'm confused and he's even more confused, so he orders this crazy in-depth thyroid testing (WOO for more bloodwork, eh? :P ), since he's CONVINCED that's what's wrong with me. And then he goes, "It's either your thyroid... or... well... stress." Apparently, since nothing's showing up in my TSH levels, my SYMPTOM of being stressed out could likely be the CAUSE of everything else (the hair loss, the weight loss, etc.) So guess what? Jenna's now on fucking PAXIL. Jesus Christ.

And as for my concert-weekend - on a lighter note - WOO!! The Headstones (who I saw at my friend's parent's hotel on Friday) were killer - and I met them! Accidentally... It was classic. Asna and I were wandering around the hotel before the show looking for her stupid cat, and out of the doorway to the kitchen pops the singer! Now, Asna isn't a Headstones fan, so she didn't know that he was in the band - she just thought he was some guy snoopin' in the fridge for free food, so she starts right TUNING him... verbal shitkicking. It was priceless. And the whole time I'm standing there going, "Asna... Asna... umm... Asna.... ASNA! Asna... ANSA KRISHNA PRYIA POTTEKKAT!! FUCK WOMAN!" and she just turns to me, like, WHAT?! and I just start to laugh... and then I look at him.

J: "Hey Hugh! How's she goin', eh?"
Hugh: "Pretty good.. I think... how're you?"
Asna: "... Did I miss something?"
J: "Yep. ... Y'lost, Hugh?"
Hugh: "Uhh.. yeah, actually - How do I get to *here*?" (points to a place on the hotel map)
J: "We'll take ya. This way."
Hugh :"Great, thanks ladies!"
Asna: (to me) "Who IS this guy? And what was he doing in my kitchen?"
J: "Shut up Asna... You'll see!"
Asna: "... uhh... oooooohhhhh... is he, like... in the band? ... OH. Shit."

So yeah. Nice guys. :)

Saturday was the Katina Network Hope Volleyball Beachfest, which is the biggest beach volleyball tourny in the world (and it ended up raising $600,000 for local charities this yeah, which is cool). It was rainy and gross, but nonetheless, it was fantastic. Got to Mooney's Bay at 11, and found a spot near-ish the stage to crash until the show started (I say 'near-ish' because it's hard to be 'near' when there's already thousands upon thousands of people there... lol). ANYWAYS, Jim Cuddy played at one, and as expected, he and his band were amazing. God damn he's attractive. Hahaha... I'm so evil. Oh, and Holly McNarland was... ok... I've seen better, but she was still good, I guess. And Colin James was Colin James. BITCHIN'.

Didn't end up going to see Dan Ackroyd and Jim Belushi that night, since by the time Katina was over, and we got to the car, since we had to walk a few kilometres (NO PARKING at Mooney's Bay - we had to park at a mall!), it was, like, late, and we were wet and tired, so we went through the Timmy's drive-thru and went home.

Sunday, we got to Festival Plaza for Bluesfest at 11 am (It's ON city hall. Literally. Some of the side stages were IN the city chambers and stuff!), and planted our arses on the grass with a cooler full of beer and Woody's, and there we stayed until 8, when Blue Rodeo started. There were 24,000 people there. It was WILD. We were prolly 20 feet from the stage, but everyone was sitting down (it's a BR show... no moshing... what did you EXPECT!? lol), so it was just the most amazing spot. Once again, Jim was attractive (so evil... *cackles*). Greg (the other singer) looked... dead... he was rather ghost-like, the whole show, which was odd. I think he was just hungover. :D ANYWAYS, they did a meet and greet after the show (as ALL the Bluesfest bands do! SCHWEET, no?), and since I happened to be a cardholding VIP (my cousin's the dirctor of Arts and Entertainment for Ottawa, as I've mentioned before), I got to go to the front of the line instead of waiting with the masses. So yeah. Met 'em. Nicest guys in the WORLD. Ask anyone who's ever met them, they're just completely down to earth and sweet. When was was talking to Bazil, the bassist (WOO for bassists!), he said, "You know, we're probably the only band in the world that attracts both the pierced, tattooed, hair-dyed teenage crowd and the elderly at the same time. ... Can I ask you something? (insert me nodding) Did that (insert pointing at my nose ring) hurt? I really like it. It suits you. Don't ever take it out." It was quite humourous. When I got to Greg, he was taking a stick of Juicyfruit out of a pack, and offered me a piece! When I got home, I stuck my chewed-up gum on my mirror, and there it shall stay forever. My used Greg-gum. :D And the coolest thing EVER happened when I got to Jim. He looks at me, smiles, says hi, and then laughs and says, "My son has that shirt!" - I was wearing a shirt with the cover of Neon Ballroom on it. I pretty much screamed, "YOUR SON'S A CHAIRHEAD?!" And he just laughs and goes, "He's definatly a chairhead. They ARE really good, silverchair." I said to him, in between laughs, that he'd just made my day, and Jim goes, "Well, when I tell Devin that we have one of HIS kind as a fan, it'll make his day, too." I giggled the whole way home. I've never been so impressed in my life.

Fucking classic weekend.

And in other news, I've run into a bit of a predicament. See, the owner of the convenience store I work at has a son. His name is Jake. He's fucking gorgeous, and he's a complete sweetheart to boot. ANYWAYS, he kinda asked me out. Normally, I'd jump on it (and him... did I mention he's a hottie? :) ), but he IS the boss' son. I told him that I was interested, but I didn't know about dating the son of my employer, and that I'd get back to him shortly when I thought about it. And I've thought about it, and I still don't know. What the fuck do I do? Ack. I'll figure it out... although whatever advice you'd care to bestow upon me would be wonderful.

That is all for now... I think... Yeah.
End transmission.
J.

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Re: J.'s update, as promised. -- silvia, 18:29:37 07/23/03 Wed
- Re: J.'s update, as promised. -- nora, 02:40:38 07/24/03 Thu
  - Re: J.'s update, as promised. -- silvia, 05:13:11 07/24/03 Thu
  - Re: J.'s update, as promised. -- silvia, 05:15:46 07/24/03 Thu
  - Re: J.'s update, as promised. -- Jenna, 15:45:24 07/27/03 Sun
- Re: J.'s update, as promised. -- Jenna, 15:38:37 07/27/03 Sun