warped tour!
it's picture time! and commentary time, too!

this goes without saying:


ummm... the ONLY person i saw there who i knew (besides serena at the train station and jeanette, who i don't really know, or like) was ernst's sister, sabina!


"llama! Sabina" hehe. i like llamas.


anyway, besides sabina, there was essentially NO ONE there. i guess they are too cool for warped tour. i guess most of the bands really SUCKEd this year. most of the main, yet not veteran-of-punk-rock bands were the ones one hears on the radio, that only stupid, young, preppy punks can stand. yellowcard, thursday, taking back sunday, story of the year, to name a few, all suck.

but taking back sunday had the second CUTEST, most fantastic t-shirt ever:

it's second to my shirt, of course. i will probably rip off their idea and make more penguins-doing-cute-random-things shirts, although, technically, my penguin is skanking. and that's pretty random. therefore they ripped me off.

~and now, these pictures are for liz/people at school~

this guy's shoe is REALLY HARDCORE:

so is his ass. he had one on his neck, too, but he walked away before i could photograph his entire backside.

this guy is really sad and emo because he has to sit all alone and the music isn't so great:

he had a red backpack, but i had to turn it blue, to go with the mood of the photo. just look at how isolated he is!

i went and saw the bouncing souls all by myself because some stupid lady was singing way into this other band's alloted time slot/the two little stages were running behind and the band that ernst wanted to see didn't play til the bouncing souls did. it was cool, though, because i got to stand next to people and get pushed around a little bit and jump around a little bit, but all in a totally wussy halfassed im-standing-near-the-edge sort of way.

anyway, please examine:

circle #1: eventually, liz will come to some punk rock show where people actually crowdsurf for more than a few seconds and don't even land on their heads! this particular crowd seemed to be good at turning people over and having their feet stick precariously in the air.
circle #2: is this that girl from school with my sweatshirt who i'm supposed to beat up? it kinda looks like it, and it certainly could be, cos the jacket we share is the merchandise of the very band playing in this photograph. but i'm not sure. where's the lip ring?

okay, right. so as i was feeling like such an old geizer at the ripe old age of 18, i was so delighted when the vandals started playing a song i really knew! i mean, i know a few of there songs.... but the last song of their set was the song by Queen.. "i'm a rocket ship on my way to mars.. don't stop me now, cause i'm havin such a good time!" and of course, because they are the vandals, warren had to climb on everything to sing and "to get people to love [him]". so this is warren on the speaker thing singing queen, and you can click to see him climbing even higher!


and thennnnnn..... we left. "we" being ernst and me. for clarification, we broke up, but aren't acting like it, and today was essentially a 'date'. and we'll have another 'date' watching fireworks tomorrow, and all is just peachy til i go crazy-mad again.

we went to this supermarket thing, and i got balls of mozzerella in olive oil and some tomatoes and olives and little cubes of meat. and then we went to chevy's. and then we went to the metreon to see spiderman 2. there was a DDR machine which magically allowed me to switch songs, and then magically made me play two stages and feel slightly embarrassed. but i wasn't horrible, i cleared the stages and got D's, which was apparently better than whoever paid and did the first song. then spiderman... i took a short nap during the pre-previews, and had my handy ear plugs to make it nicer. i liked spiderman a lot. it had a very complete and classic and overall appealing aura about it. though i'm not superfond of the noisy monsters stomping all over the place, and i thought all the previews for other movies in the sci-fi-ish / scary thriller / combo of the two looked horrible.

anyway. now i'm home. my leg might be growing. it hurts. i shall get measured when i wake up!

i have my traditional sunburned scalp, which was already pusy by dinner, and is now scabby... and i've decided i seriously need to invest in some hair/head sunscreen spray, and/or a really cute, light, comfy hat. and short little pigtails to go with the hat.

i have other random sunburn splotches, too. like on the back of my upper arm. in a light triangle on my back (sun went through white shirt, but not through backpack straps). on my wrist because i didn't care to get sunscreen on my watch.

oh see here, look at the sexy watch-tan line i'm cultivating:

and that is all!