Last night Jenn and I went to the Lady Gaga concert, and let me just tell you it was AMAZING. But then I had a terrible experience this morning so I’m all traumatized. Okay. Good story first!

We met at Subeez at 6 and quickly determined it would be more cost effective to get a whole bottle of sparkling wine instead of cocktails (but then we had cocktails too, opps haha).

Jenn & Wine pre-Gaga

I don’t have any real pictures of what I wore but here is a photobooth pic from after I got home.

Photo 666

Georgie was FREAKIN OUT and wouldn’t let me put her down. I bought that sequin skirt back in January to wear on my birthday, and I legitimately forgot to take the tags off so afterwards I was going to return it (YES I’M AWFUL I KNOW) but I never got around to taking it back and now I’m glad I kept it! I wore it with one of my signature grey tank tops, my vintage black crystal necklace, and (not pictured) some grey flats (that MURDERED my feet), and this great black trenchcoat with grey leopard lining I got at H&M last winter.

I bought tickets in March right before we went to Hawaii so I couldn’t really justify getting expensive ones so we ended up in the balcony, but close to the front and less than halfway down the stadium. So while our seats weren’t great, they definitely could have been worse!

Lady Gaga

Now it’s time for a series of fuzzy photos that demonstrate my camera’s zoom capabilities, haha.

Lady Gaga
Lady Gaga
Lady Gaga

One of my e-friends WENT OFF about this dress (it’s remote control and all the pieces move around) but almost the whole time Lady Gaga had it on she faced the opposite side of the stadium!

Lady Gaga
Lady Gaga
Lady Gaga

The “Fame Monster,” it was like a giant inflatable octopus-anglerfish hybrid.

Lady Gaga


Now for the HORROR STORY (and be happy I DIDN’T take pictures of this): When I took Georgie out this morning I noticed Tina Fey‘s grave looked disturbed, so I went over to check it out and it had been straight up DESECRATED. I had buried him in a box under some bricks but I guess that wasn’t enough to stop raccoons because the bricks were tossed aside and the box was TORE UP. There were scraps of cardboard and paper and little tufts of hair everywhere, it was so horrible.

I figured I’d just shovel everything back into the grave and pretend he was still buried there, but while I was in the middle of that I happened to glance into the grass and that is when I found out that even though the raccoons had dug up the grave and torn open the box, they didn’t eat what was inside. My poor little dead hamster was now a horrible reeking bloated rotting corpse and I HAD TO CLEAN IT UP. I puked in the bushes twice, it was awful. Later this morning Georgie had diarrhea on the kitchen floor and I was like “HOW IS DOG DIARRHEA THE LEAST DISGUSTING THING I HAVE TO DEAL WITH TODAY??” I’m seriously so traumatized.


Taylor is the best husband in the world- he offered to clean up the carcass after work (I didn’t want to leave it there so I did it myself in spite of the HIDEOUS STENCH), but he did finish filling in the grave (which also stinks, I need to go dump a bunch of Borax or baking soda or something in it) AND since I was having such a bad day he stopped at Chapters on his way home and got me a present.



5 Replies to “Gaga/Gagging”

  1. OMG I AM SO JEALOUS YOU HAVE MOCKINGJAY. DON’T TELL ME ABOUT IT!!!!! but I can’t wait for my copy to arrive so I can eat it up!!

    raccoons scare me because they have hands and are unstoppable, and your story makes me more uncomfortable. rest with love, Tina Fey.

    and I don’t know if I’ve clarified, I’m head_vs_heart from SS.

  2. jesus those raccoons are out to ruin your life, they just won’t give up!
    mockingjay was here waiting for me when i got home i am so excited to read it!!!

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