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Dear Adam Pascal,
Please to be throwing down and tearing off clothes. Thursdays are good. Will accomodate your schedule.
PS: Hair must be cut. Refuse to shag person resembling English sheep dog. If not possible, please pass invitaion to Taye Diggs. Idina welcome, also.
and now, the week in review...
Dinner with shaykreth was uber-ness, and probably the highlight of my week. Broke neck trying to get home. Saturday morning, left at 7:30am for Atlanta, arrived around 5:30pm Eastern Time. Ate, walked to Arena. By this time, I am, of course, practically pulsating with excitement. Get to the door, person scans our tickets and says "These were for last night." No way. No fucking way. So we go over to the ticket counter, and they're like "Yep. These were for Friday. Nothing we can do. Sorry." So I sat down on the sidewalk and cried. Then we walked back to the hotel, and I locked myself in the bathroom and cried for half an hour. I don't think I've ever cried that hard in my life. So that's what happened. I DID NOT SEE U2. Now you know what happened, and noone is allowed to mention this to me for a good long time, because thinking about it still makes me sick to my stomach.
Much shopping in and around Atlanta. saw GoF, which was awesome. found the Titus special edition DVD for $12 and bought the Serenity novelisation. dragged to high school football game in Baton Rouge Friday, during which I read about half of Serenity (which brings up two fan-type questions: are novelisations comprehensive canon and does anyone know where I can find the Firefly comic?)
saw RENT last night. cried. revelled in the awesome. I think a case can be made for Collins/Mark. also, Roger/Mark would be the hottest thing ever, and Joanne is teh sex.
all for now.
-Jo
Please to be throwing down and tearing off clothes. Thursdays are good. Will accomodate your schedule.
PS: Hair must be cut. Refuse to shag person resembling English sheep dog. If not possible, please pass invitaion to Taye Diggs. Idina welcome, also.
and now, the week in review...
Dinner with shaykreth was uber-ness, and probably the highlight of my week. Broke neck trying to get home. Saturday morning, left at 7:30am for Atlanta, arrived around 5:30pm Eastern Time. Ate, walked to Arena. By this time, I am, of course, practically pulsating with excitement. Get to the door, person scans our tickets and says "These were for last night." No way. No fucking way. So we go over to the ticket counter, and they're like "Yep. These were for Friday. Nothing we can do. Sorry." So I sat down on the sidewalk and cried. Then we walked back to the hotel, and I locked myself in the bathroom and cried for half an hour. I don't think I've ever cried that hard in my life. So that's what happened. I DID NOT SEE U2. Now you know what happened, and noone is allowed to mention this to me for a good long time, because thinking about it still makes me sick to my stomach.
Much shopping in and around Atlanta. saw GoF, which was awesome. found the Titus special edition DVD for $12 and bought the Serenity novelisation. dragged to high school football game in Baton Rouge Friday, during which I read about half of Serenity (which brings up two fan-type questions: are novelisations comprehensive canon and does anyone know where I can find the Firefly comic?)
saw RENT last night. cried. revelled in the awesome. I think a case can be made for Collins/Mark. also, Roger/Mark would be the hottest thing ever, and Joanne is teh sex.
all for now.
-Jo