and I came here to make you dance tonight
Today, today... Well, ok, YESTERDAY.
COBRA! COBRA FUCKING STARSHIP IN ALL THEIR COBRAESQUE AWESOMENESS!
Signing! Which was, you know, waiting in line for, oh, 2 hours. And finally telling some boy that I would put money on not being old enough to vote who kept using "Obama supporter" as an insult [Oh, Oklahoma, I would be so disappointed in you if I ever had any kind of expectations from you at all] "yeah, so are we, shut the fuck up." His friends laughed at him and he stopped talking to me. Win! And line, line, line, arguing with security about not being able to sit line, line, OMG COBRA. hahaha It happened like that too, I won't lie.
Ugh THEM. I kind of want to draw little sparkly hearts around their faces, you guys. they were all sweet and not assholes, which is cool, even if it does make me think I should reconsider my world view. lol
Then we HAULED ASS to sit in, oh, ANOTHER LINE for the concert!
The concert rocked. All the bands were good, even if the sound for Sing It Loud was kinda fucked. (Pretty much all of Hit the Lights = complete hotassery, but OMG DRUMMER DUDE. hothothot) Totally got barrier, too, which was further awesomeness, even if it did nearly lead to me needing to be bailed out of jail when some hateful little girl though she could take my spot and I refused to let her. At one point during Forever the Sickest (ugh so good. The keyboardist looks like Peter Krouse though. A small, teenage emo Peter Krouse.) her elbow hit my face.
THIS WAS THE DOWNSIDE. PEOPLE, PEOPLE LISTEN. STOP BEING DOUCHEBAGS AT CONCERTS FOR REAL, OK. IT MAKES ME WANT TO BREAK YOUR NOSE. IT DOES NOT MAKE ME WANT TO LET YOU HAVE MY SPOT. IT MAKES ME WISH YOU WOULD CHOKE IT.
She did not get my spot, despite her pushing.
And then! Like I said before:OMG COBRA. Just. COBRA. ::hands:: I want to go see them all the time forever. They are, like, you know how I've seen Phantom Planet three times this year and had to talk myself out of driving to Dallas for number four? That is Cobra! I... really want to stalk their asses to Texas. Jesus. ::hearts all over::
THEN! I HAUL ASS to the hospital! I have a new niece! She's tinytinytiny and she was born about five minutes after I got there.
And now I'm going to fall in to bed and maybe never leave. OMG SO TIRED.
COBRA! COBRA FUCKING STARSHIP IN ALL THEIR COBRAESQUE AWESOMENESS!
Signing! Which was, you know, waiting in line for, oh, 2 hours. And finally telling some boy that I would put money on not being old enough to vote who kept using "Obama supporter" as an insult [Oh, Oklahoma, I would be so disappointed in you if I ever had any kind of expectations from you at all] "yeah, so are we, shut the fuck up." His friends laughed at him and he stopped talking to me. Win! And line, line, line, arguing with security about not being able to sit line, line, OMG COBRA. hahaha It happened like that too, I won't lie.
Ugh THEM. I kind of want to draw little sparkly hearts around their faces, you guys. they were all sweet and not assholes, which is cool, even if it does make me think I should reconsider my world view. lol
Then we HAULED ASS to sit in, oh, ANOTHER LINE for the concert!
The concert rocked. All the bands were good, even if the sound for Sing It Loud was kinda fucked. (Pretty much all of Hit the Lights = complete hotassery, but OMG DRUMMER DUDE. hothothot) Totally got barrier, too, which was further awesomeness, even if it did nearly lead to me needing to be bailed out of jail when some hateful little girl though she could take my spot and I refused to let her. At one point during Forever the Sickest (ugh so good. The keyboardist looks like Peter Krouse though. A small, teenage emo Peter Krouse.) her elbow hit my face.
THIS WAS THE DOWNSIDE. PEOPLE, PEOPLE LISTEN. STOP BEING DOUCHEBAGS AT CONCERTS FOR REAL, OK. IT MAKES ME WANT TO BREAK YOUR NOSE. IT DOES NOT MAKE ME WANT TO LET YOU HAVE MY SPOT. IT MAKES ME WISH YOU WOULD CHOKE IT.
She did not get my spot, despite her pushing.
And then! Like I said before:OMG COBRA. Just. COBRA. ::hands:: I want to go see them all the time forever. They are, like, you know how I've seen Phantom Planet three times this year and had to talk myself out of driving to Dallas for number four? That is Cobra! I... really want to stalk their asses to Texas. Jesus. ::hearts all over::
THEN! I HAUL ASS to the hospital! I have a new niece! She's tinytinytiny and she was born about five minutes after I got there.
And now I'm going to fall in to bed and maybe never leave. OMG SO TIRED.