6-29-03 Today is our day! Jen and I woke up about 5:30 and busied ourselves. I’m glad we showered last night, or I would be way impatient. We had to stop at Wal Mart and get last minute supplies, and would have been in and out, had Mom not misplaced her keys, and Jen’s mousse not exploded in her bag. So we’re going to end up at Cornerstone about 2 and a half hours later than we’d hoped. Mom is an official tourist Nazi. “We’re about to cross the GREAT Mississippi. Everyone has to look in AWE at this MIGHTY river. It’s named after my birth state. RAWR! Don’t talk back to me or look at me the wrong way or I’ll eat you ALIVE!” Love you too, Mom, see you in a week. ONWARD TO CAMP FRENZY!
We drove to the front entrance, but the line was about 3 miles long, so they told us to turn around and go in back entrance. We must have driven around the grounds for half an hour or more, and called Kee-gun about a billion times to ask for directions, and my parents were getting pretty pissed, so we decided to look around on foot. Within 5 minutes, we’d found Mel and Darin, not really the people I first wanted to meet, but we found the location anyways. Darin acted like a jerk to me the whole time he was around. When we brought our stuff I asked where to set up, he just said “No.” “No what?” I asked. “No, ou can’t stay here.” Jerkface, honestly. He’s not even staying at Camp Frenzy, they created Camp Anti-Frenzy, aka Camp Thumb Up Our Butts, aka Camp Slut-Wh03r, and Kee-gun’s got his own, we call it Camp Too Good For You or Camp Piss Off ‘N’ Die. We met Jordan, and finally my parents left. Mom looked about ready to cry.
Slowly people arrived. We set up our tent and met mostly boardies we didn’t know, Dave Potatoe, Matt KeroBaros, James Nameless and Blameless, aka Amyru, m@, also boy Jordan and Scudfif. We didn’t really know what to do with ourselves for a long time, and I felt really out of place and started playing with stuff and my tambourine. I think I annoyed people. Kee-gun drove up carrying Krista, Ratch, and Kay. I wrenched the door open and jumped over Ratch to give Kay a hug, shook Ratch’s hand, then ran around to the other side to pet Kee-gun and give him a hug. I climbed a tree to put up our flag, and while I was in the tree, a reporter from Peoria took pictures of me. Potatoe’s sending my the article when he gets it.
w00t! Then Noah came! I snuck up behind him and jumped him a good one. Oh yeah! Noah just about died when he saw the power source right next to our camp, after buying a generator for $500. We set up all the electrical equipment that Noah brought, video games and a TV and everything...He’s so nerdxcore! I love it!
Klif came, waved, and I flipped him off. So I guess that’s our greeting now. *double birdie* Love you too Klif! Across from our camp, we saw a skinny old man BBQ-ing with no shirt on, so I had to take a picture. After a while, there was nothing left to do but chill out at Camp Frenzy. Noah, Matt, and Scud played with squirt guns, and we all listened to The End Is Near in “The Love Shack” van. We just sat and talked under the canopies, and it was just so cool.
Skan and Skam showed their faces, and there was much petting and wrassling to be had, but not by me. For some reason, Noah got the urge to put on every pair of glasses at Camp Frenzy. He put Krista’s on the end of his nose, and it just looked so funny that I started giggling, and went through about every laughing style known to man. I couldn’t stop! They were all staring at me, and that just made me laugh more. Noah was playing with my dreads, so I gave him a single dreadlock in the middle of his head. His hair dreads good. I vowed to give him a headful of dreads later in the week.
Noah’s friend walked with us to the main stage. Kay was the only one not wearing Converse sneakers, so we picked her up for a short while. She tried to get Noah to give her a piggy-back ride, but he couldn’t carry her very far. Jordan drove up with a car full of boardies with SARS masks. We grabbed their windows, but they drove off fast, spitting gravel. We continued on our way. Stretch met us and promised SARS masks for all of us. We decided to visit Camp Slut-Wh03r, where I saw sg for the first time, and said hi to the traitors. It started to rain, so we went back to camp and sat under the canopy some more, playing Mafia. Some others played Mao, which I still don’t understand.
Stretch gave us some bubbles, and Noah and I fought with them for a while before we went with Stretch, Kay, and Melissa (Jordan’s friend) to spread bubbly happiness to all of Cornerstone. We found that emo kids do not happify very well. They appear to be allergic to happy bubbles. We tripped on over to Camp Thumb Up Our Butts but they weren’t there, so we continued to all the concerts that were happening late at night, blowing bubbles at all the hardcore kids. We passed by some people who threw water balloons at us. I grabbed Noah’s arm, dragging the injured soldier to safety. hehe... We followed them back to their camp and demanded to know why they threw water balloons at us, but they were silent. So we went on our merry way, and they threw balloons at us AGAIN! Jerkfaces! Matt went back and tried to start something, but I guess that other guy’s girlfriend broke it up. Along the way, we found Kee-gun. “Kee-gun, where’s yo’ filly!?” I asked. “Huh?” “Where’s your woman?” (whining) “She’s not he-arrr!” Poor Keegy-face.
We meant to have a poetry reading tonight, but we were too lasy to go back to the Gathering Grounds, so we hung out with Skan all night, talking about our different dialects and speech and discussing use of the restroom. We fell asleep outside. Night #1 of Camp Frenzy=success!
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Day Two of Cornerstone