Laborday festival is always rad. Hundreds of bands, usually a shitload of friends to be friends with at it. The last two years I'd go alone but then random ass cool ppl have like adopted me to chill with them the whole time.

Last year was the anti-cruelty animal shelter booth workers that ended up besties.

This year was a random artist lady, emily jane woods.

Emily was craaaazy. She is smoking hot, liike I don't mean to be this objectifying but holy kappowww curves at every corner and just the prettiest face. And while maybe it was her hyperactivity, and loose attitude, or maybe it was her arching her back and sticking her ass out at me every time she stood up. But she was really into me.

Emily was incredibly nice too. Offered me a big swig of the vodkas after I bought a bunch of her art. A little 10"x4" oil painting of a used condom, and some trash; on a piece of scrap wood.

So i spent most of the rest of the day at her booth between band sets i wanted to see. Shes crazy the whole time. Obviously on some kinda uppers. Shes pouring out of her tiny little dress, sitting on milk crates and insisting i sit in her lawn chair. Men are coming and going from the booth, obviously there to bump elbows with her for horny man reasons.

We talk about art, influences, music, hamtramyck, politics, drugs (not that i know much about it). I learn she deals on the side, but didn't want to tell me what at the time.

All the while every time she moved a bit too jarringly her tits would fall out of her dress. Not that the dress could even contain them when covered to begin with. But every time some rando would say "OH darling, fix your dress, you're falling out of it." She'd play dumb, look down, then herk the hem of her dress up to flash her panties at them, THEN fix the boob.

Anyway... Shes a blast. She bought ketamine from a dude in front of a cop, but the cop didn't realize. Then she offered some to me, but i turned it down, kindly.

Uhhhhhh after like 6p i got a lil sleepy. Being a night shifter being up for a daylight thing is not the best for me. So i got her number and went home to sleep.

Once i was sobered up, I kinda thought about it all,and like... Shes entirely and exactly like i tend to imagine my lil animal girls on here, why am i drawn to that chaos, when irl im like super chill?

Anywayyyyyyy... Id love to hang with her in a less chaotic space, if she has less chaos in her life. But otherwise I dodged a bullet for sure. Thats just too much crazy.

Thanks for listening. Love u.