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Apr. 10th, 2002 12:22 amWatch The Late Late Show with Craig Kilborn...you'll hear me screaming! (doubtful..but yes, I was there).
More after the show...
but for now...mmmm, Eddie. ;)
So yes, good day.
After taking Citizen Kane back to Blockbuster at 4am (I rent from a certain Blockbuster which is over the hills, for reasons I will not divulge...because I'm a dork), I drove home with my kickass Ultra.Chilled CD blaring, window down, cool air, in my pajamas, no one on the road. Nice. I did my exercises, took a shower, and went to bed. Damn PMS has me wanting to cry at the drop of a hat, but I refrained. I don't cry as much as I used to. Bad memories seem to have conditioned me not to. But I digress...
I woke up at 2pm, got ready, went to the post office, bank, then to CBS Studios where![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deadlesa and her co-workers were waiting for me. They were all very, very cool and seem like a really fun, easy-to-be-around bunch. And deadlesa is tha coolest, as you may well know. :)
You know what...I just realized I don't feel like going into tons of detail about tonight. Soooo, CONDENSED, like the soup:
daximus showed up just in time to get into the taping. The show was great. Eddie was charming and beautiful. Pat Benatar was fabulous and Dominque Swain did not impress me at all. She seems stuck at age 14. Permanent Lolita. Afterwards I could swear that I sat at the traffic light next to Eddie, as I saw what car he was getting into at the Cat's Meow screening months ago. I'm 80% sure it was him, but as I looked over, he was looking at me, so I quickly looked away and played it cool by TURNING THE CORNER. Aww yeah, I am the master.
Anyway, Dax and I went to Lisa's (is it "Lisa" or really "Lesa"? hmmm...) and had wine, ordered pizza, and I saw The Osbournes for the first time. Yes, that show is, "rad". Then Dax and I left because he had to be at the Troubadour for band stuff. I didn't have to be at work until midnight (pity me, I'm here until 8am), so he invited me along. I got there quite a bit before him and talked with Korbijn and I think, Aeon a bit later. Dax showed up some time after but I think I ended up talking to Korbijn and Aeon most of the time. They're cool guys. Deano came and gave me a hug because he's SUPER NYCE! and Dax had walked some chick to her car. He'd been gone awhile and the boys were going to leave. I figured I should be nice and wait for him as he said he'd be back, but after standing there by myself for about 10 minutes, I began to feel very stupid. So I went to Albertson's and then came to work. Now I'm going to listen to the Elseworth Dragon CD that was given to me.
The end.
p.s. The Faint rock my fucking socks off.
More after the show...
but for now...mmmm, Eddie. ;)
So yes, good day.
After taking Citizen Kane back to Blockbuster at 4am (I rent from a certain Blockbuster which is over the hills, for reasons I will not divulge...because I'm a dork), I drove home with my kickass Ultra.Chilled CD blaring, window down, cool air, in my pajamas, no one on the road. Nice. I did my exercises, took a shower, and went to bed. Damn PMS has me wanting to cry at the drop of a hat, but I refrained. I don't cry as much as I used to. Bad memories seem to have conditioned me not to. But I digress...
I woke up at 2pm, got ready, went to the post office, bank, then to CBS Studios where
deadlesa and her co-workers were waiting for me. They were all very, very cool and seem like a really fun, easy-to-be-around bunch. And deadlesa is tha coolest, as you may well know. :)You know what...I just realized I don't feel like going into tons of detail about tonight. Soooo, CONDENSED, like the soup:
daximus showed up just in time to get into the taping. The show was great. Eddie was charming and beautiful. Pat Benatar was fabulous and Dominque Swain did not impress me at all. She seems stuck at age 14. Permanent Lolita. Afterwards I could swear that I sat at the traffic light next to Eddie, as I saw what car he was getting into at the Cat's Meow screening months ago. I'm 80% sure it was him, but as I looked over, he was looking at me, so I quickly looked away and played it cool by TURNING THE CORNER. Aww yeah, I am the master.Anyway, Dax and I went to Lisa's (is it "Lisa" or really "Lesa"? hmmm...) and had wine, ordered pizza, and I saw The Osbournes for the first time. Yes, that show is, "rad". Then Dax and I left because he had to be at the Troubadour for band stuff. I didn't have to be at work until midnight (pity me, I'm here until 8am), so he invited me along. I got there quite a bit before him and talked with Korbijn and I think, Aeon a bit later. Dax showed up some time after but I think I ended up talking to Korbijn and Aeon most of the time. They're cool guys. Deano came and gave me a hug because he's SUPER NYCE! and Dax had walked some chick to her car. He'd been gone awhile and the boys were going to leave. I figured I should be nice and wait for him as he said he'd be back, but after standing there by myself for about 10 minutes, I began to feel very stupid. So I went to Albertson's and then came to work. Now I'm going to listen to the Elseworth Dragon CD that was given to me.
The end.
p.s. The Faint rock my fucking socks off.
