Mar 21, 2010 08:10
This is my testament to the power of Adam Lambert. This is what he has made me do:
*Click on the youtube of Whole Lotta Love from Indio, go "WTF. is. he. even. wearing.???" then listen to it again, and the other ones (OMG BROKEN OPEN!!!) and suddenly find myself cursing my lack of Google-fu and muttering "peacockfeathers,peacockfeathers,wherethehellcanIbuypeackockfeathersismycitythatmadeoffail,wellisit?" wtf will I even do with peacock feathers? Don't know, but I'm getting them next time I go into town.
*Spend a day squeeing and flailing over the news of a exclusive showcase in Stockholm, enter in the contest to win tickets(duh), and decide to go to STHLM even if I don't win, to stalk the venue and other possible locations. Ok, cool. But I consider this to be a reward for being a good girl & finishing my paper in time before tuesday. "Teh_Ace, you've been good, and now you get to pay 900sek, take the train for 4hrs and possibly stand outside for hours in freezing March weather." "Yes, thank you very much! This is the best present ever!"
*Have serious angst about what to wear. I want to look good, while still be somewhat identifiable as a fan, but not look like a complete crazy person, but not too boring. This does not compute. I need to go shopping. Btw, Adam really needs to get some merchandise out there/here! I flove merchandise. I would buy a rhinestoned spork, not to mention t-shirts, hoodies, coffemugs, and totebags. If this was available maybe people wouldn't have to make their own lolarious stuff.
adam lambert,
wtf,
so much meta it hurts my brane