"Is There A Gas Leak?", chapter 14
Minutes later Jim pulled up and got out. "I haven't seen you in forever, come here." He said and ran over to give me a hug
"Yeah too long I know but forgive me, I went to school, your a starving musician." I said
"I'm not starving, but it looks like you are." Jim said "Let's go back to my place, tell me about the past few days in the car."
"Well," I started "I got engaged, then drunk, then well, the thing with Carl happened. I took a test and I wasn't pregnant. Then I started getting all these symptoms. Sensitivity to smell, morning sickness, shit like that. I was working at the concert and one of the light strips started falling. I had to go up and try to fix it so it didn't kill Tre or anyone else. I got up on those ladders you see hanging down that the techies use to put the lights up. Those started falling. I started falling and then the lights at the same time. I let the lights go and then started to get down. I fell. I went to the hospital. I got another pregnancy test before I could get my leg x-rayed."
"Are you a mommy?" Jim asked.
"Nope." I replied. "Then I got an x-ray. I have a stress fracture. I'm supposed to rest and try to not walk a lot but thats impossible because I'm always doing something backstage. And my knee is really tender so I have drugs for that. All this has happened in 3 days on tour." We caught up as we drove down the street into the night. And finally ended up at Jim's apartment. We got out of the car and sat on the couch with coffee.
"What ever happened to us Lindz?" Jim asked "Jeez It was always you, me, Carl, and Lars. It was just skool, band practice, a gig, some drugs or alcohol, sleep and do it all over again."
"Yeah. Then you guys graduated, we still played and got kinda big. I graduated 2 years later and went to college and we just let the band go. I made a DVD a little while ago that had all the different performances I could find. Green Day, Ramones, Sex Pistols, AC/DC. You name it and I found footage of it. I brought It with me. When you drop me back off at the bus I'll burn it for you." I said
"How ya gonna burn it? And tell me about the guys." He asked
"Billie Joe's laptop." I replied "Well lets see. Billie Joe. He was kinda mad when I didn't tell anybody that I was still addicted to NyQuill and it led to an "injury". Well, not an injury but I fell asleep and banged my head. But other than that he knows I can do my job and I want this tour to be as big as it can be. Who next. Mike I guess. He understands I need some time to straighten shit out. I got the day off after the one night with Carl. And he knows that I'm a huge fan and don't wanna leave this tour for anything. Jason White thinks I have no clue who in the fuck he is. He kinda tells me that he thinks that I think I'm better than him. Tre knows how much the music means to me, that sometimes I just get fucking lost in it. You know how I despise Kiffmayer? He knows that. Oh and you remember that shirt that I had that has the drumset on it and says "bang me."? Yeah I think he stole that." I ended with a laugh.
"So, your happy?" Jim asked.
"Yeah I am, tour wise, other than that personal life is shit." I sighed
"Well, you know we could always try it again." he suggested
"We discussed this along time ago. I love you, sex was good, but were just different." I said
"Yeah...I know." he said. "Well, do you wanna go back its almost 2 in the morning."
"Sure. If you want we can hang on the bus. But we start driving to PA @ 4 this morning. 2 Shows there, then DC, from there we go on and on, and we even have a show near home." I thought about "home" and sprits dropped like the stock market.
"I know you don't wanna go anywhere near home, more bad memories than good. I was planning on going back for a visit sometime soon. I could try to be there around then." Jim said
"I would love that." I said and we got in the car once again and drove back to the buses that weren't going to leave for another 2 hours. I unlocked the bus and flipped on a few lights. I walked back to the bunks and rummaged around until I found Billie's lap top, my DVD and a blank DVD. I came back and sat down at the table. "See the fridge, beers, now." I told Jim. He got up and grabbed 2. And sat down and watched me burn the DVD.
"Sooo....." He said when I was done. "Can we watch this thing?" and pointed to the Tv.
"Yeah sure but it has to be quiet." I got up and popped it in and found the remotes. We sat there watching all the good times. Carl was being the awesome front man I once knew him as, Jim had his bass, Lars was playing second guitar, and I was on drums for most songs like I remember. Occasionally I would sing or play guitar or bass but not often. Then came the clip of me the last time we had ever played a real show. I was doing the bass line to Longview and I could remember trying to teach Jim how to do play the drums. We sat there for ages just watching ourselves play.
"So who's this?" I heard all of a sudden and jumped. Billie Joe was up.
"Shit! You scared the shit out of me! This is Jim he's a friend from a long time ago. We use to be in the same band. He picked me up from the hospital and we caught up."
"So......how'd that go?" Billie asked
"I've got a stress fracture, my knees fucked up. Oh and Remember when I was throwing up? Well, I thought it was morning sickness, I had sensitivity to smell too. I got a test and I'm not pregnant, just sick. And I figured out the smell thing on my own. I'm allergic to camphor but never thought much about it till now...I'll explain about that tomorrow. "
"Well if you have a stress fracture then are you going to take some time off?" He asked
"No way in hell." Jim and I answered simultaneously Billie Joe turned to Jim with a weird expression
"How in the fuck did you know that..."
"I've know her too long." Jim said. "Well Lindz I'm going to go. Hey, would you shoot me if I go say a quick hi to Carl?"
"No I wouldn't, just don't get drunk and fuck him...again." I said and watched him turn red and I started laughing. "See ya, call me." I said and kissed him goodnight. He walked out and headed towards the bus I told him. Billie Joe just stood there. "What are you looking at?"
"Do I get to watch the DVD?" he asked
"Yeah sure, go ahead." I said and started it again. I watched the various clips till the last one came up. The Last year we did the band thing. It was Spring Break we got together and did one song for this battle of the bands type thing in Cali. We did that one Jet song "Are You Gonna Be My Girl?" and they had me run around with Jim on stage the whole time. I looked like a whore because the guys "had" to pick out my outfit. It was easy because we were just friends then and I was still in love with Carl. I had to dye my hair brown. "Ugh do we have to watch this one?" I whined
"Well if your going to whine then yes." He said
"You are such a son of a bitch, I hate you." I told him
"Sure you hate me." Billie smirked and watched the rest of the DVD. We went to bed shortly after we got on the road to PA. The semis had already left but they decided to wait until the morning so I could figure out if I was going to die or something.
***
I woke up the next morning and we were stopped somewhere between NJ and PA. No doubt for coffee. I got up and got dressed quickly and saw a note on the mirror in the bathroom.
Coffee stop. Down the street at Starbucks. I know you'll join us your such a coffee addict "How the fuck did he know I was a coffee addict? Oh well." I thought and went down the street and saw a sign on the door.
"Exclusive Customers, We will re open in an hour. Thanks, Starbucks Coffee." I started to bang on the door until an employee came.
"Sorry madam, we have high priority customers." he said
"I'm with the band asshole." I said and pulled out one of those convient all-access passes that said I was with the band and not lying.
"I'm sorry, miss, go ahead," he said I got a frapp and sat down with Billie Joe, Mike, Tre, Jack, Brian, Jason, Jason and Ron. "Someone is famous enough to reserve Starbucks." I said
"We're Green Day remember? G-r-e-e-n D-a-y" Tre said
"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot. So I'm fine after last night. I have a stress fracture, some leg pain, but see, I kinda thought I was pregnant because I had sensitivity to smell and nausea. Well, I never thought about it until now but I'm slightly allergic to camphor. Camphor is this shit in perfume, shaving cream, nail enamel, fabric softener, dishwasher detergent, nail color, stick air freshener, crap along those lines. You all shave so it had to be shaving cream that started to get to me."
"So were all supposed to grow beards and what does that shit have do with you being pregnant?" Jack asked
"No, I just have to get some fresh air. Camphor causes dizziness, confusion, nausea, twitching, and convulsions. I thought nausea was morning sickness I'm not pregnant." I said.
"MASS CONVULSIONS STRIKE THE CHOIR BY THE GRACE OF GOD! GUN IT WHILE I'M HOLDING ON!!" Brian started screaming at me and then I joined in, "BUT DON'T STOP IF I FALL AND DON'T LOOK BACK!!"
"How'd you know I love Hang 'Em High?" I asked Brian
"Hello convulsions." he said
"So if you have one of these what in the fuck are we suppose to do?" Tre asked
"Damned if I know. Never had one. Just dizziness, confusion, nausea, and twitching. Cyanide causes convulsions too." I told him.
"How do you know all this shit?" Mike asked
"Well, I know what I'm allergic to, and it mentions cyanide in To The End by MCR and I wanted to know what that was." I said.
"Ok last time we were in Starbucks we asked if there was anything else besides the NyQuill problem, we added anorexia, and occasionally McDonalds, now we have that camphor shit, ANYTHING else? You don't understand if you drop dead we're fucked." Billie Joe asked
"Now I swear to god, and god I mean You, Mike and Tre, that's it. I'm not anorexic anymore, recovering from the NyQuill thing, the camphor doesn't effect me that much normally, and the McDonalds thing, god I have no clue why."
"Yeah too long I know but forgive me, I went to school, your a starving musician." I said
"I'm not starving, but it looks like you are." Jim said "Let's go back to my place, tell me about the past few days in the car."
"Well," I started "I got engaged, then drunk, then well, the thing with Carl happened. I took a test and I wasn't pregnant. Then I started getting all these symptoms. Sensitivity to smell, morning sickness, shit like that. I was working at the concert and one of the light strips started falling. I had to go up and try to fix it so it didn't kill Tre or anyone else. I got up on those ladders you see hanging down that the techies use to put the lights up. Those started falling. I started falling and then the lights at the same time. I let the lights go and then started to get down. I fell. I went to the hospital. I got another pregnancy test before I could get my leg x-rayed."
"Are you a mommy?" Jim asked.
"Nope." I replied. "Then I got an x-ray. I have a stress fracture. I'm supposed to rest and try to not walk a lot but thats impossible because I'm always doing something backstage. And my knee is really tender so I have drugs for that. All this has happened in 3 days on tour." We caught up as we drove down the street into the night. And finally ended up at Jim's apartment. We got out of the car and sat on the couch with coffee.
"What ever happened to us Lindz?" Jim asked "Jeez It was always you, me, Carl, and Lars. It was just skool, band practice, a gig, some drugs or alcohol, sleep and do it all over again."
"Yeah. Then you guys graduated, we still played and got kinda big. I graduated 2 years later and went to college and we just let the band go. I made a DVD a little while ago that had all the different performances I could find. Green Day, Ramones, Sex Pistols, AC/DC. You name it and I found footage of it. I brought It with me. When you drop me back off at the bus I'll burn it for you." I said
"How ya gonna burn it? And tell me about the guys." He asked
"Billie Joe's laptop." I replied "Well lets see. Billie Joe. He was kinda mad when I didn't tell anybody that I was still addicted to NyQuill and it led to an "injury". Well, not an injury but I fell asleep and banged my head. But other than that he knows I can do my job and I want this tour to be as big as it can be. Who next. Mike I guess. He understands I need some time to straighten shit out. I got the day off after the one night with Carl. And he knows that I'm a huge fan and don't wanna leave this tour for anything. Jason White thinks I have no clue who in the fuck he is. He kinda tells me that he thinks that I think I'm better than him. Tre knows how much the music means to me, that sometimes I just get fucking lost in it. You know how I despise Kiffmayer? He knows that. Oh and you remember that shirt that I had that has the drumset on it and says "bang me."? Yeah I think he stole that." I ended with a laugh.
"So, your happy?" Jim asked.
"Yeah I am, tour wise, other than that personal life is shit." I sighed
"Well, you know we could always try it again." he suggested
"We discussed this along time ago. I love you, sex was good, but were just different." I said
"Yeah...I know." he said. "Well, do you wanna go back its almost 2 in the morning."
"Sure. If you want we can hang on the bus. But we start driving to PA @ 4 this morning. 2 Shows there, then DC, from there we go on and on, and we even have a show near home." I thought about "home" and sprits dropped like the stock market.
"I know you don't wanna go anywhere near home, more bad memories than good. I was planning on going back for a visit sometime soon. I could try to be there around then." Jim said
"I would love that." I said and we got in the car once again and drove back to the buses that weren't going to leave for another 2 hours. I unlocked the bus and flipped on a few lights. I walked back to the bunks and rummaged around until I found Billie's lap top, my DVD and a blank DVD. I came back and sat down at the table. "See the fridge, beers, now." I told Jim. He got up and grabbed 2. And sat down and watched me burn the DVD.
"Sooo....." He said when I was done. "Can we watch this thing?" and pointed to the Tv.
"Yeah sure but it has to be quiet." I got up and popped it in and found the remotes. We sat there watching all the good times. Carl was being the awesome front man I once knew him as, Jim had his bass, Lars was playing second guitar, and I was on drums for most songs like I remember. Occasionally I would sing or play guitar or bass but not often. Then came the clip of me the last time we had ever played a real show. I was doing the bass line to Longview and I could remember trying to teach Jim how to do play the drums. We sat there for ages just watching ourselves play.
"So who's this?" I heard all of a sudden and jumped. Billie Joe was up.
"Shit! You scared the shit out of me! This is Jim he's a friend from a long time ago. We use to be in the same band. He picked me up from the hospital and we caught up."
"So......how'd that go?" Billie asked
"I've got a stress fracture, my knees fucked up. Oh and Remember when I was throwing up? Well, I thought it was morning sickness, I had sensitivity to smell too. I got a test and I'm not pregnant, just sick. And I figured out the smell thing on my own. I'm allergic to camphor but never thought much about it till now...I'll explain about that tomorrow. "
"Well if you have a stress fracture then are you going to take some time off?" He asked
"No way in hell." Jim and I answered simultaneously Billie Joe turned to Jim with a weird expression
"How in the fuck did you know that..."
"I've know her too long." Jim said. "Well Lindz I'm going to go. Hey, would you shoot me if I go say a quick hi to Carl?"
"No I wouldn't, just don't get drunk and fuck him...again." I said and watched him turn red and I started laughing. "See ya, call me." I said and kissed him goodnight. He walked out and headed towards the bus I told him. Billie Joe just stood there. "What are you looking at?"
"Do I get to watch the DVD?" he asked
"Yeah sure, go ahead." I said and started it again. I watched the various clips till the last one came up. The Last year we did the band thing. It was Spring Break we got together and did one song for this battle of the bands type thing in Cali. We did that one Jet song "Are You Gonna Be My Girl?" and they had me run around with Jim on stage the whole time. I looked like a whore because the guys "had" to pick out my outfit. It was easy because we were just friends then and I was still in love with Carl. I had to dye my hair brown. "Ugh do we have to watch this one?" I whined
"Well if your going to whine then yes." He said
"You are such a son of a bitch, I hate you." I told him
"Sure you hate me." Billie smirked and watched the rest of the DVD. We went to bed shortly after we got on the road to PA. The semis had already left but they decided to wait until the morning so I could figure out if I was going to die or something.
***
I woke up the next morning and we were stopped somewhere between NJ and PA. No doubt for coffee. I got up and got dressed quickly and saw a note on the mirror in the bathroom.
Coffee stop. Down the street at Starbucks. I know you'll join us your such a coffee addict "How the fuck did he know I was a coffee addict? Oh well." I thought and went down the street and saw a sign on the door.
"Exclusive Customers, We will re open in an hour. Thanks, Starbucks Coffee." I started to bang on the door until an employee came.
"Sorry madam, we have high priority customers." he said
"I'm with the band asshole." I said and pulled out one of those convient all-access passes that said I was with the band and not lying.
"I'm sorry, miss, go ahead," he said I got a frapp and sat down with Billie Joe, Mike, Tre, Jack, Brian, Jason, Jason and Ron. "Someone is famous enough to reserve Starbucks." I said
"We're Green Day remember? G-r-e-e-n D-a-y" Tre said
"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot. So I'm fine after last night. I have a stress fracture, some leg pain, but see, I kinda thought I was pregnant because I had sensitivity to smell and nausea. Well, I never thought about it until now but I'm slightly allergic to camphor. Camphor is this shit in perfume, shaving cream, nail enamel, fabric softener, dishwasher detergent, nail color, stick air freshener, crap along those lines. You all shave so it had to be shaving cream that started to get to me."
"So were all supposed to grow beards and what does that shit have do with you being pregnant?" Jack asked
"No, I just have to get some fresh air. Camphor causes dizziness, confusion, nausea, twitching, and convulsions. I thought nausea was morning sickness I'm not pregnant." I said.
"MASS CONVULSIONS STRIKE THE CHOIR BY THE GRACE OF GOD! GUN IT WHILE I'M HOLDING ON!!" Brian started screaming at me and then I joined in, "BUT DON'T STOP IF I FALL AND DON'T LOOK BACK!!"
"How'd you know I love Hang 'Em High?" I asked Brian
"Hello convulsions." he said
"So if you have one of these what in the fuck are we suppose to do?" Tre asked
"Damned if I know. Never had one. Just dizziness, confusion, nausea, and twitching. Cyanide causes convulsions too." I told him.
"How do you know all this shit?" Mike asked
"Well, I know what I'm allergic to, and it mentions cyanide in To The End by MCR and I wanted to know what that was." I said.
"Ok last time we were in Starbucks we asked if there was anything else besides the NyQuill problem, we added anorexia, and occasionally McDonalds, now we have that camphor shit, ANYTHING else? You don't understand if you drop dead we're fucked." Billie Joe asked
"Now I swear to god, and god I mean You, Mike and Tre, that's it. I'm not anorexic anymore, recovering from the NyQuill thing, the camphor doesn't effect me that much normally, and the McDonalds thing, god I have no clue why."
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