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"Getting Stuff Out"

Countdowns: 15 days til Fiona Apple in concert; 26 days til Goo Goo Dolls in concert; 46 days til Kelly Clarkson in concert; 57 days til Shakira in concert; 118 days til Mariah Carey in concert.

Song of the Day: Siberia by Backstreet Boys

Oooh Just in time...Happy Birthday Cristina!

The past weekend was very emotionally draining. Friday, I went and had lunch with Ida's sister, Alicia. She had emailed me a few days before and had wrote she hadn't been doing well and she wanted to talk about what Ida might have said about her to me. I have known Alicia since I was 15 but I had NEVER just talked to her for any extended period of time and I was really nervous. I called Fab to tell her and I damn near started crying but she assured me I would be alright.
So I get down to her work and I wait for her to come in. She finally comes and we leave for this little coffee shop by her step daughter's school. We are in the car and we make small talk and then she finally asks me what Ida had said. I really didn't have alot to tell her and I told her that but I also told her that her sister loved her and trusted her alot. She asked me to explain and I did and then that just got us talking about her and our relationship with each other. We get to the shop and order and then we start talking about how she interacted with everyone and that got me laughing when I talked about how her, Fab, and I were together. We are so different but we just laughed anytime we got together. God, I miss that. Anyways, we talked some more and then she told me her and her mom weren't getting along very well and that there had been some arguements. She said her mom told her that she wasn't a good sister and how she used Ida and took advantage of her and couldn't understand why they always fought and all this other stuff. I could tell it hurt to say that. I just told her that her mom is in pain and when we are in pain we want to make other people hurt and don't realize it until the damage is done. She knew that but at the same time she had her doubts. I just told her that you were sisters and fighting is what siblings do but no matter what you still love each other. We talked a little more and were sharing some pictures when she brought out her cell phone. It was Ida's phone and there was a picture of me on it. I almost started to cry. I just smiled though and missed my friend. It felt good to talk about her with Alicia because I didn't realize I was holding alot of my thoughts and memories in and I felt less alone.

On a lighter note, the next day wasn't as emotional but it was emotional none the less. Again, I was able to get tickets to the Suns, Game 6 of the NBA Western Conference Finals. Backs against the wall, a must win for the Suns, something we had been kicking ass all year long in. I was ready. Fuzzy orange pimp hat, Nash jersey, and Suns Pom-Pom rattler all in hand. There was no doubt my team was gonna win. And it looked like it too. The crowd was INTENSE!! (That may have been due to the fact that the paper put the fans on blast for not getting excited about their team.) For 24 minutes me and Kai and 19,021 fans were screaming and yelling and booing the Mavericks and my boys were kicking Maverick ass, at one point up by 18 points. And then fucking halftime. Kai is right. Halftime needs to be eliminated. As soon as the 3rd quarter started something wasn't right. The Mavs started in on us, Nash was turning the ball over and the refs didn't know what a foul against the Mavs was. My poor team couldn't keep up and then all of a sudden my basketball season was over.
While I OFFICALLY HATE THE MAVERICKS
because this year alone they ruined my birthday home opener AND my team's championship run, I am so proud of the entire Suns team and thank them for great season. More than ever (and I am hard core as they come), I will be sticking by this team. It was a wild ride and was glad to be apart of the it and CANNOT WAIT FOR NEXT YEAR! Hell yeah. Amare will be back, Shawn will be PISSED the hell off because he got beat, and my whole time will be healthy and rested. Suns in '07!!! How many more days til November???? Oh yeah. There is no NBA Finals this year. Only REAL TEAMS go to the Finals.

Earlier tonight Tracey and I went to the Tony Lucca concert at Martini Ranch. I was kinda of sad at first because the last time I was there it was also to see him and Ida was with us. But I just remember how much fun we had and to keep that memory instead. Anyways, I love Tony Lucca. Not because he's UBER talented but because he calls his songs what they are. Tonight he sang Up In Your Place and he called it "The Stocker Song". LOL! Go download that song because it seriously is. Ever since I first heard it that's what I have been calling it!! Oh that was great. I love that boy. Too bad he wasn't as plastered as he was the last time. That was great. Damnit, I forgot to tell him to tell Carson Daly to shut the hell up because he is not funny. At all. Really. His show is 30 minutes and he spends 7 of it on the opening and commericals and then TALKS for 9 minutes after the opening. That leaves 14 minutes for 2 guests. I remember when Last Call started the guests talked and performed even DURING the closing credits. What happened to that? Jimmy Fallon was right: Carson Daly IS a massive tool.

Off to bed.


	June 05, 2006 at 11:58 p.m. "Getting Stuff Out" Countdowns: 15 days til Fiona Apple in concert; 26 days til Goo Goo Dolls in concert; 46 days til Kelly Clarkson in concert; 57 days til Shakira in concert; 118 days til Mariah Carey in concert. Song of the Day: Siberia by Backstreet Boys Oooh Just in time...Happy Birthday Cristina! The past weekend was very emotionally draining. Friday, I went and had lunch with Ida's sister, Alicia. She had emailed me a few days before and had wrote she hadn't been doing well and she wanted to talk about what Ida might have said about her to me. I have known Alicia since I was 15 but I had NEVER just talked to her for any extended period of time and I was really nervous. I called Fab to tell her and I damn near started crying but she assured me I would be alright. So I get down to her work and I wait for her to come in. She finally comes and we leave for this little coffee shop by her step daughter's school. We are in the car and we make small talk and then she finally asks me what Ida had said. I really didn't have alot to tell her and I told her that but I also told her that her sister loved her and trusted her alot. She asked me to explain and I did and then that just got us talking about her and our relationship with each other. We get to the shop and order and then we start talking about how she interacted with everyone and that got me laughing when I talked about how her, Fab, and I were together. We are so different but we just laughed anytime we got together. God, I miss that. Anyways, we talked some more and then she told me her and her mom weren't getting along very well and that there had been some arguements. She said her mom told her that she wasn't a good sister and how she used Ida and took advantage of her and couldn't understand why they always fought and all this other stuff. I could tell it hurt to say that. I just told her that her mom is in pain and when we are in pain we want to make other people hurt and don't realize it until the damage is done. She knew that but at the same time she had her doubts. I just told her that you were sisters and fighting is what siblings do but no matter what you still love each other. We talked a little more and were sharing some pictures when she brought out her cell phone. It was Ida's phone and there was a picture of me on it. I almost started to cry. I just smiled though and missed my friend. It felt good to talk about her with Alicia because I didn't realize I was holding alot of my thoughts and memories in and I felt less alone. On a lighter note, the next day wasn't as emotional but it was emotional none the less. Again, I was able to get tickets to the Suns, Game 6 of the NBA Western Conference Finals. Backs against the wall, a must win for the Suns, something we had been kicking ass all year long in. I was ready. Fuzzy orange pimp hat, Nash jersey, and Suns Pom-Pom rattler all in hand. There was no doubt my team was gonna win. And it looked like it too. The crowd was INTENSE!! (That may have been due to the fact that the paper put the fans on blast for not getting excited about their team.) For 24 minutes me and Kai and 19,021 fans were screaming and yelling and booing the Mavericks and my boys were kicking Maverick ass, at one point up by 18 points. And then fucking halftime. Kai is right. Halftime needs to be eliminated. As soon as the 3rd quarter started something wasn't right. The Mavs started in on us, Nash was turning the ball over and the refs didn't know what a foul against the Mavs was. My poor team couldn't keep up and then all of a sudden my basketball season was over. While I OFFICALLY HATE THE MAVERICKS because this year alone they ruined my birthday home opener AND my team's championship run, I am so proud of the entire Suns team and thank them for great season. More than ever (and I am hard core as they come), I will be sticking by this team. It was a wild ride and was glad to be apart of the it and CANNOT WAIT FOR NEXT YEAR! Hell yeah. Amare will be back, Shawn will be PISSED the hell off because he got beat, and my whole time will be healthy and rested. Suns in '07!!! How many more days til November???? Oh yeah. There is no NBA Finals this year. Only REAL TEAMS go to the Finals. Earlier tonight Tracey and I went to the Tony Lucca concert at Martini Ranch. I was kinda of sad at first because the last time I was there it was also to see him and Ida was with us. But I just remember how much fun we had and to keep that memory instead. Anyways, I love Tony Lucca. Not because he's UBER talented but because he calls his songs what they are. Tonight he sang Up In Your Place and he called it "The Stocker Song". LOL! Go download that song because it seriously is. Ever since I first heard it that's what I have been calling it!! Oh that was great. I love that boy. Too bad he wasn't as plastered as he was the last time. That was great. Damnit, I forgot to tell him to tell Carson Daly to shut the hell up because he is not funny. At all. Really. His show is 30 minutes and he spends 7 of it on the opening and commericals and then TALKS for 9 minutes after the opening. That leaves 14 minutes for 2 guests. I remember when Last Call started the guests talked and performed even DURING the closing credits. What happened to that? Jimmy Fallon was right: Carson Daly IS a massive tool. Off to bed.