Rise of the Superfreaks
I couldn't think of a quote.
I'm not gonna do a massive writeup for two reasons; namely, that Hattie and Rose have already got them covered, and secondly, that I'm knackered and my parents want me to hurry up and turn the network off.
So I shall just drop in my thoughts and interections and random shit on the last two days.
(Thought number one: my J key is being weird, so every time I want to type the word 'just', it comes out as 'UST'. Hello Sigmund.)
Soooooooo, was one minute thirty officially the longest hug on record this meetup? Either way, it's a record that must be challenged. Overlong hugs ftw!
Seriously, it is so nice finally being able to have a big squealy lovely group hug instead of typing *hug*. I've been looking forward just to that for so long. Most people I know irl don't hug. Or they don't hug me, at any rate.
Lmao, I was so overexcited coming through the gate at the station- I was on the phone to Hattie at the time, practically shrieking "I can see a Burger King! Are you still there? Oh hang on- I CAN SEE YOU!"
"Where are you?"
"I'm over here! I've got to give someone my ticket! I'M WAVING!"
This followed by some kind of strange attention-grabby dance.
Also, back to the subect of hugging, you DID pick me up off the floor, Hattie. I know I iz midget, but I can do the exact same thing to you XD Even if we did nearly fall over the second time.
Also, I am officially crap at sewing. When we were getting ready to go to the arena, I had eight bells on my jeans. By the time we left the room, I had seven. As we were getting the taxi, I had to chase two more down the street. By the time we got back to the hostel, only one was left. It fell off in the shopping centre the next day.
The ribbon is also coming off in the middle (not to mention the fact that it was meant to be straight, and not bending up towards my crotch. The butterfly patch is the only thing that stayed on those jeans, and my mum burst into hysterics as soon as she saw how clumsily it was sewn on.
Also, I really wish I'd been able to make the 'I'm Here, I'm Queer, I Wish Katy Perry Would Shut the Fuck Up' t-shirt, but I suppose the 'SEX?' tee is a legend XD
And we were like such druggies. Seriously. How can the hostel staff have thought we were anything but stoners? I mean, four 18+ ladies sharing a room, seeing the Boosh, giggling like schoolgirls on drugs, playing Superfreak at full volume, and then looking like the living dead at eleven o' clock the next morning- we're like stoners but without the aid of weed! Add to that the fact that we were picking at unusually coloured brownies all night...
I really wish I'd given some brownies to some random people and told them that there was hash in them.
Actually, I quite wish that there actually had been hash in them.
But alas, I have no hash.
Also, on the subect of the room- BUNK BEDS! I haven't been in a bunk bed since the last time I went on a school trip to the Isle of Wight, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back when I was eleven. I had to have a top bunk because I am juvenile like that XD
And we murdered Lu XD Hahahahahahahaaaaaaa, I had a poisoned needle XD
So, on topic, onto the show itself- I enoyed it so much more than the first time. I'm getting to the point, I think, where my love of Boosh fandom is overshadowing my love of the Boosh. Not that I don't love the Boosh- how/why else would I have an epic mega-squee over them?- I just much prefer it when I have like-minded perverts people to have massive fannish conversations with.
BRYONY! I wish wish wish wish WISH you could have stayed! You're a legend, and it feels like you were hardly there before you were gone :-( We have to meet up again asap! Especially since your dad can no longer use the excuse that he's never met us. So I won't be doing anything for New Year (I feel like such a minority- I actually do like spending New Year with my family. I'm having second thoughts about the VOLES party again), but almost any time after that, I SHALL BE THERE. HOPEFULLY WITH BELLS BETTER ATTACHED THIS TIME.
And Alton Towers this summer is a definite. I have made no moves to make it definite yet, but it's definite. Just because I say it is ;-)
Heckling was fuuuuuun... tho I do prefer doing it at Last Laugh, because the venue is so intimate and I always blag myself a front row seat, and the regulars know me. Tho to be fair, I do prefer seeing Last Laugh to seeing Boosh, because Last Laugh wins all. Now if the Boosh were to come to Last Laugh, now there would be something...
Incidentally, you must all come up and see Last Laugh with me at some point in the next two years. Or else.
But ROOOOOOOOOOOOOSE, I had so many good lines in my mindbox for the first half, and you told me I was embarrassing you after I shouted the first one! And then no ideas came for part two! Domination fantasies are one thing, but good heckling is an art form- if you don't deliver a line with wit and style, the desired put-down shall have far less satisfaction (well, unless you're heckling Andy White, but that's a different story, and anyway we weren't), for the comedian has less to work with. "Do me!" is alright, but it's a very simple play on words, and I could think of so much better later on. And unfortunately, they were all spur-of-the-moment, and they have since disappeared with them moment :-(
Not that I was ignoring the domination fantasies... I know that I knew it was coming, but I pretty much came on the seat when that whip came out. Every crack stopped a heartbeat, seriously. I was watching it through the whole thing... except when I was watching for balls and bum-cheeks, obviously.
And smack on bum... smack on bum! I was actually clinically dead for a second there. The way it was just like a playful, teasing little tap did more for me than I think a full-on wallop would have. It was sort of like "I turned you into this, and now you're sexy and all mine", all smug and self-satisfied.
Unless my mind has already started distorting things. It does that.
And I can't quite remember where it was (was it in the restaurant or back in the room), but that conversation about the whip and punishment... quite turned me on XD
The Crack Fox seemed funnier than last time... possibly because I could actually see it.
I appreciated Sunflash more too. That voice, there's something about the pitch of it that now can't leave me alone. It sounds like Noel-playing-Vince-playing-Sunflash is enjoying himself so so much. And now I keep wanting to speak Chavese. It's almost as bad as the time I went to see Blood Brothers and came out talking Scouse.
I wanted one of Eleanor's balls... I'd have clamoured for one, but he kicked them all just (it came out UST again... it's all true, Sigmund, it really is!) behind me :-( i wanted a little piece of Eleanor to take home.
I'd have shouted "Marry me Eleanor, I want your babies!", but I did that in Sheffield and I didn't want to get repetitive.
Also, on subect of Rich- Sunflash/Booblay kiss=made of cute! Whoever it was behind me who shouted "eeuuurgh!" has the wrong idea entirely. They were adorable! Like a loving couple who have been together for years and travelled countless galaxies together, and far far less like travelling slut and robotic prostitute. I am now all for this pairing! I want Sunflash/Booblay cuteness! May have to add it to the ever-growing List...
And I know I'm repeating myself, but Bryony, I wish you didn't have to go!!! I didn't actually realise you'd gone at first, and I missed you.
Soon, my pretties, soon...
Still would have somehow learned the sleeperhold very quickly if you'd mentioned it. I am a ninja after all. Even if I did forget to wear the headband.
And big hyper squee-y conversations in greasy but welcomely cheap fast food restaurant was made of win! Reminded me of the three or so hours with Jen in the food court at Meadowhall, where I had my first proper fannish conversation/squeefest without fear of someone thinking I was a freak! All this talk of fic and fanvids and pr0ns and kink and general fandom love... makes me feel like such a weirdo, but I would not have it any other way. And I got to sing a bit of BBC3 Late Night Feature, which I am ridiculously happy about. That recording will come eventually, btw- tho perhaps sans Frank N. Furter costume.
And it just got to me how relaxed and close we all were... Rose falling asleep on Kelly's shoulder... nawww!
Tho it did remind me of just how much fic I need to read.
And the guy on the counter clearly had no idea what 'vegan' meant. The veggie burger had mayo on it, after he told me it was vegan. And he recommended me a fucking fish burger because it was dairy free. Idiot.
And the rape on tv... I swear it cannot be legal to show that in a public place, even at one in the morning. If it wasn't subtitled I wouldn't have minded (even tho I'm sure it'd still be illegal), cuz then you wouldn't be able to tell it was rape and it'd just be porn.
I was so prepared to get drunk last night. But I loved our night in a fast food joint.
Last night, my idea for an original story became much more developed.
And I had a fucking weird dream.
And the hours in the food court recreating photos... I am madly in love with each and every one of you. I have so many photos and videos, and as soon as I re-install my phone manager software or learn where the bluetooth on this laptop is, I will share them! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
The intense look with Kelly... o ma gosh, I have no idea how I managed to stop laughing long enough for that photo to be taken. I saw it on Rose's post, and my face is far from straight.
And funny looks are ALWAYS WORTH IT :-D This time next year, we'll be famous for all the wrong reasons XD (Says the proud dirty pantomime actress.)
But in all seriousness, I have not laughed so hard in ages. That was among the most fun few hours of my life. Worth not getting to the Oasis market (and giggling over the tutus and being mini-Greggs) for.
Also, I will draw a better version of the Gregg-Octopus baby. Because she's so cute.
Agh, it hurt when y'all had to go. Even if there were big big hugs to remember you by.
Tho the epic search for a Holland and Barratt's was pretty damn funny too. Especially when we realised there was one in the Bullring all along XD
Also, Lu, I heard about your train, and WHAT A BITCH! Agh, I wish we could have known, cuz I'd have waited the extra hour in Brum with you.
Seriously, WHAT A BITCH.
And Kelly, any time you wanna meet up before I go back to Sheffield, let me know and I'm there!
And Bryony, I've found out that I can get to Shrewsbury if I go via Birmingham and then via Wolverhampton. I wonder if there's some kind of day ticket I can get.
And there is a station called Black Lake. I may have to go there.
Basically, I LOVE YOU ALL, MY BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL SUPERFREAKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Right, I need to go to bed, because tomorrow am seeing grandparents, then seeing Katie, then CHRISTMAS EVE WALK WITH COUSINS, and then home for Muppets Christmas Carol and suchlike. It's all go go go.
I will try to get my Chrsitmas fic done asap. I think it'll be quite short, so I'll hopefully not be too long.
And I will sing tomorrow. It should have been Sunday, but... meh.
And I now have three songs for Christmas Day XD
And finally- Jen, your present was absolutely beautiful. I lit one of the candles before I went to bed, and it smells so lovely. And the mince pies have saved my Christmas sweet tooth!
The card actually made me almost tear up (agh, Irma, the things you do to me XD)- god, I love you so much!
I really really love you so immesnely.
I'll reply to everyone else's blogs tomorrow, hopefully in the morning, but right now, I'm knackered!