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I should have taken a picture of how long the line was.
Because it was INSANE.
I got there an hour before the doors opened, ticket in hand, and the line was about 100-200 ft. from the entrance. By the time I was half-way to the entrance, it had already filled up again behind me.

Absolutely crazy.

But still. Excellent show. Would definitely go see them again (it was their first time in Asheville, so I hope they come back now - they said that we, as a crowd, 'rejuvenated' them). Ridiculous amount of lesbians there, from the couple beside me who would randomly engage me in their conversations (and I never really knew what they were talking about, except that they come from Winston-Salem and one of them wanted to lean on me for support) to the couple in front of me, where one girl was way into PDA and the other one... not so much (my mother thinks she was staking her claim...lol). It was a lesbian free-for-all, with some random guys and one of my college professors (Go Jay!).

Oh. And a super-cool chick behind me requested 'Speak Slow', to which we both gave each other the thumbs-up... and then sang out to the song. ;)

What follows is very image-heavy and isn't even half of what I took last night.


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And they sang my favorite, hence the lyrics used in this post! :D

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'Twas a struggle to be in class today.
I didn't get home until after one and proceeded to put photos on my PC, so I didn't get to bed until two-ish. And my father woke me up at 6:30 in the morning. I can't even tell you what I said to him on the phone - it's a blur.

[sigh]

Managed to stay awake, though. Pass my quiz (mostly...lol). Did my commercial idea. And got to leave early thanks to my years of ARC experience. Sweet. :)

Now, time for more homework.

...Perhaps not tonight, though. I am way too tired.

I had forgotten how tiring just sitting can be. Oh school, you are a funny little world.

-Three broadcasting classes today and the last one was the best, because it was totally about doing shows/recording shows/performing for ARC. Of course, the other two courses were not bad at all (I will take any pointers for speech/delivery) - but they were not the most interesting to me.

-Found out that Rutherfordton is a hot-bed of drugs & drug activity. Apparently it is the #4 city in the USA for drug-related crime. Seriously? Rutherfordton?! I find it hard to believe... but those guys seemed pretty sure.

-Met some dude named Esteban, who was so completely baked. Baked in the sense that he is never not baked, so there is a sense of tripped-out functionality to his brain. And because we all had to do a 30 second promo, I know a lot about him now.

-Also met Ian, this little guy with red hair and Buddy Holly glasses, who - inadvertently - made me feel every single one of my thirty-one years [lol]. Still, really cool guy and he knows his music and he puts everyone to shame with his ambition.

But yea, one thing I did not miss about the school experience is desk chairs. Jesus, my ass hurts. XD

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I need to indulge in pretty things.

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Dinner with Tori tomorrow night.
HOMEWORK.
Classes on Thursday.
And in between all of that, actual work of the hard labor kind.

I'm happy, but tired.

Firstly: Return To Me is AMAZING. Haven't put up a XWP rec in a looooooong time, but I love this story. Maybe I've recced it before? Anyway...

-Great post FIN storyline, with Egyptian gods and goddesses
-Loads of angst
-Aphrodite/Gabrielle! [my not-so-secret second OTP]
-Xena has to work to get that soul-mate back

And it is a finished fic, as of today! :D


Secondly: All the Time, I think, has become my favorite AU [but still in high school] South Of Nowhere story.
Of course, I am not done reading it yet... but I am crossing my fingers that it won't disappoint me.
But I do not think it will. Hasn't yet and I am thirty-eight chapters in [lol].

-Angst? Check.
-Sexual tension? Check.
-Ashley being the drug/drink/one-night-stand girl, but somehow still amazingly blunt and gorgeously vulnerable? CHECK.
-Spencer being cute without being stupid/saccharine? Check. Thank god.
-Spencer not flipping out over sex and acting like a real teenager? DOUBLE CHECK.

I really do love this fic.

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Bought my notebooks, pencils, pens and such today. Like a good little student-to-be.
Wow.
I am going back to school.
Kind of seems like a dream.

A good one, though.











My birthday is on Friday the 13th. I believe that to be the coolness thing EVER. :D

Now to write. Something.

Oh, random & rare sixties music - you amaze me.

Guess what? I think I am getting the money. More than that, I am 99.9% sure that I am getting the money. Of course, I don't want to count those fine feathered friends before they hatch.....................but a big ol' HELL YEA is right around the corner!
Just waiting for Mr. Boyle to finish things up and email me about my award letter.

:D <--me, finally smiling because things are finally moving forward again!

Plus, I saw geese. And got behind a car with a vanity tag that said 'R Music'.

Yep. All good signs, I do believe.

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You guys need music. Yes you do.



Stunning cover of the Kate & Anna McGarrigle song.




FUCKING HELL. God, do I love this woman.


And this little bit of heaven on Earth... Enjoy. And download!

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Every male character I've ever created (and subsequently written) can be summed up with one picture really:



All my guys are like Pacey - constantly fucking up, stumbling over their emotions, fighting before thinking... and, yet, they break out the 'big gestures' as if that is the only reason their life has gone on as long as it has. As if it is the reason they breathe at all.

This picture is from my favorite season of that damn show, where a declaration is made - all 80's style, a wall instead of a boom-box - and I fucking loved it.

Still do.

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Oh. If you are not eating organic food... what are you waiting for?

http://community.livejournal.com/femslash_today/289946.html

Check it out. It's the time... of the seeeaaason... for poooooornnnnnnnnn!
So put that in your pipe and smoke it, kids.


Just saw Cyndi Lauper & Lady Gaga on GMA. THAT'S who Lady Gaga is, people - the next Cyndi Lauper. And they were quite awesome together, raising awareness of AIDS through cosmetics. Nice.



What else you say? Well. There is snow. Not nearly as much as my friends & family in the VA, D.C. areas are getting (stay safe, lovelies - stay home!).
We got just a dusting of the white stuff last night. Our bigger issue today is wind - gusting at a breezy 60-70 miles per hour. WTF?
I am basically living like a bear - some weird form of hibernation, where I only see daylight and the outside world once every two weeks.

*ring ring ring*
ME - Hello?
CABIN FEVER - Hey, beeyotch, wazzup?
ME - Fuck. Off.

(Seriously. I am going crazy. If that up there didn't convince you, I don't know what will.)




Finally saw some Skins! Woo! And it was angsty deliciousness. Yes, Lily did a smashing job at the end there... but I am all about Kat/Emily. Can't help it. She's a red-head and she OWNED that rooftop scene.
And I like Cook, but c'mon Naomi? Don't be even more of a twat. Yea, I said it.

Am writing the final chapter of The Falling.
Then can focus on You've Got To Hide Your Love Away & the crazy time-traveling fic.
If there are interesting prompts, will also write some porn. *nods*





Best news of all: after getting the tuition information and all my FAFSA stuff is filed (probably hear from them by the end of March), looks like my entire degree course will be covered without a worry. Don't want to count my chickens before they hatch... but... SOUNDS PRETTY FUCKING PROMISING.

:D !!!