WILL WORK/PAY 4 FANFICTION
Small[-ish] Updates on...whatever:
[1] Totally stoked about seeing the Pretenders on Sunday night (must DVR the Oscars AND The L Word). I think this is the first time they've played in my hometown in 20 years - the closest always being Oklahoma City. It will also be exactly SIX YEARS since the last time I saw them live, which was at the Wiltern in LA. That gig (and me in all my retarded front-row fangrrl glory) just happened to be filmed and officially published as part of media history, forever. So I doubt this new show could possibly compare (especially since I'm stuck back in the 5th row - blaaah), but it will still be wonderful to see Chrissie the Hyndester RAWK that stage again. Plus I'm interested in seeing how the new band lineup will fare.
[2] LILY TOMLIN NEXT WEEK, Y'ALL!!! Steph, Kristin, and I are roadtrippin' it down to Texas to experience our first (technically my second but not really) Lily Tomlin live experience. I am really antsy to get the motherlovin' HELL out of town, and I love Texas. It's warmer, prettier, and there are, believe it or not, a couple of fairly liberal/progressive party towns. As for the actual show, I am more nervous than excited. I want to try to semi-manipulate my way backstage to meet this woman who has drastically altered my life as of late, but because I'll be in the presence of friends, it would suck if I fail. I know Jane [Lily's partner] even wrote to me that Lily was excited to meet me, but that was months ago - she could have forgotten, I could have said/done something to offend her somehow (I get really passionate and outspoken on that website of theirs), who knows. I get SO insecure in this particular situation, for some reason. Plus I'd just feel so assy and presumptuous to be like, "I'm not on the guest-list but that's because I don't HAVE to be. I, like, know the star because I am the shit. So go give her my name and watch in awe as I get what I want." Yeahhhh, riiight. I guess we'll see, though.
[3] I am really resenting my addictive, obsessive personality lately. Total self-destruction. This Nip/Tuck storyline is driving me batshit with squee. It's pretty much all I care to think about right now. Liz/Christian are officially my ultimate OTP. (And I don't care if lesbians find this twist offensive. Obviously they aren't paying attention, in addition to being narrow-minded hypocrites.) I RARELY ship; I only watch television shows for writing, acting, technique, etc. I am a self-proclaimed "anti-shipper" because romance is not my thing. But every once in a rainbow moon, it happens...even to the best of us. My only ships throughout my long TV-viewing history have been Kit/Ivan (L Word), Shane/Jenny (L Word), MAYBE Jerry/Katie (Boston Legal), MAYBE Red/Kitty from That '70s Show, MAYBE Guinan/Picard (Star Trek: TNG [and stfu!]), and now DEFINITELY this: Dr. Christian Troy and Dr. Elizabeth Cruz (AKA Lizzie, if you're Christian - awww). But none of those previous little sailboats can hold a candle to this Titanic - this is The One. (Ohhh, Kryssi - you sound SO young, SO naive.)
I am still in that beginning butterflies stage where I am too overwhelmed with wonder and excitement to fully articulate my delicious dilemma, so I will save the fangrrl spewage for another separate entry. Just be warned that if you decide to go perusin' through my LJ icons, you will begin to understand just how RABID I am becoming. Icons I'll probably never get around to using much, but just want to show off...to proudly display the perfection of my ship. My ship, I call it the S.S. Cruztroy.
...I should probably get laid soon.
Or get addicted to drugs, alcohol, caffeine, nicotine, speed, kinky sex, sports...you know, like every other normal fucked up person.
[1] Totally stoked about seeing the Pretenders on Sunday night (must DVR the Oscars AND The L Word). I think this is the first time they've played in my hometown in 20 years - the closest always being Oklahoma City. It will also be exactly SIX YEARS since the last time I saw them live, which was at the Wiltern in LA. That gig (and me in all my retarded front-row fangrrl glory) just happened to be filmed and officially published as part of media history, forever. So I doubt this new show could possibly compare (especially since I'm stuck back in the 5th row - blaaah), but it will still be wonderful to see Chrissie the Hyndester RAWK that stage again. Plus I'm interested in seeing how the new band lineup will fare.
[2] LILY TOMLIN NEXT WEEK, Y'ALL!!! Steph, Kristin, and I are roadtrippin' it down to Texas to experience our first (technically my second but not really) Lily Tomlin live experience. I am really antsy to get the motherlovin' HELL out of town, and I love Texas. It's warmer, prettier, and there are, believe it or not, a couple of fairly liberal/progressive party towns. As for the actual show, I am more nervous than excited. I want to try to semi-manipulate my way backstage to meet this woman who has drastically altered my life as of late, but because I'll be in the presence of friends, it would suck if I fail. I know Jane [Lily's partner] even wrote to me that Lily was excited to meet me, but that was months ago - she could have forgotten, I could have said/done something to offend her somehow (I get really passionate and outspoken on that website of theirs), who knows. I get SO insecure in this particular situation, for some reason. Plus I'd just feel so assy and presumptuous to be like, "I'm not on the guest-list but that's because I don't HAVE to be. I, like, know the star because I am the shit. So go give her my name and watch in awe as I get what I want." Yeahhhh, riiight. I guess we'll see, though.
[3] I am really resenting my addictive, obsessive personality lately. Total self-destruction. This Nip/Tuck storyline is driving me batshit with squee. It's pretty much all I care to think about right now. Liz/Christian are officially my ultimate OTP. (And I don't care if lesbians find this twist offensive. Obviously they aren't paying attention, in addition to being narrow-minded hypocrites.) I RARELY ship; I only watch television shows for writing, acting, technique, etc. I am a self-proclaimed "anti-shipper" because romance is not my thing. But every once in a rainbow moon, it happens...even to the best of us. My only ships throughout my long TV-viewing history have been Kit/Ivan (L Word), Shane/Jenny (L Word), MAYBE Jerry/Katie (Boston Legal), MAYBE Red/Kitty from That '70s Show, MAYBE Guinan/Picard (Star Trek: TNG [and stfu!]), and now DEFINITELY this: Dr. Christian Troy and Dr. Elizabeth Cruz (AKA Lizzie, if you're Christian - awww). But none of those previous little sailboats can hold a candle to this Titanic - this is The One. (Ohhh, Kryssi - you sound SO young, SO naive.)
I am still in that beginning butterflies stage where I am too overwhelmed with wonder and excitement to fully articulate my delicious dilemma, so I will save the fangrrl spewage for another separate entry. Just be warned that if you decide to go perusin' through my LJ icons, you will begin to understand just how RABID I am becoming. Icons I'll probably never get around to using much, but just want to show off...to proudly display the perfection of my ship. My ship, I call it the S.S. Cruztroy.
...I should probably get laid soon.
Or get addicted to drugs, alcohol, caffeine, nicotine, speed, kinky sex, sports...you know, like every other normal fucked up person.