I just bought Backstreet Boys tickets! I'm feeling slightly giddy. 8th row! I'm gonna see AJ! *giggles* And the rest of the guys. Yay! :D The concert's the weekend after Bumbershoot, which is slightly worrisome as I may be totally wrung out on live music at that point. On the other hand, it's a guarantee that there will be nothing remotely BSB-like at B'shoot, so hopefully that will help.
And tomorrow morning is the presale for Moby tickets! Super-exciting, and his show only costs $15! Insane! He's playing at the worst venue - I don't understand why he'd play there at all. But it's small, that's the only good thing about it. And it's Moby so who the fuck cares? I'd go see him anywhere.
Good lord, I'm a bit schizophrenic in my musical taste! Nothing new there.
Last night as I was laying in bed I had the best plot bunny - in fact, it was this whole awesome fic that basically wrote itself in my head - JC/Lance D/s and it just worked. It wasn't even explicit, it was more... eh, I can't explain it. And when I woke up this morning - you guessed it, it was gone. I mean, I remember it, but I haven't been able to recapture it.
This is why I have been known to get up in the middle of the night and stumble down to the computer and write down what's in my head or jump out of the shower soaking wet and in a towel and run to the laptop. It's why I always have a notebook on me when I'm out and about. It was just stupid of me not to get up and write down the fic while it was in my head. I blame the ridiculous comfort of freshly washed flannel sheets for keeping me in the bed. Hopefully I've learned my lesson and won't be so weak again.
And tomorrow morning is the presale for Moby tickets! Super-exciting, and his show only costs $15! Insane! He's playing at the worst venue - I don't understand why he'd play there at all. But it's small, that's the only good thing about it. And it's Moby so who the fuck cares? I'd go see him anywhere.
Good lord, I'm a bit schizophrenic in my musical taste! Nothing new there.
Last night as I was laying in bed I had the best plot bunny - in fact, it was this whole awesome fic that basically wrote itself in my head - JC/Lance D/s and it just worked. It wasn't even explicit, it was more... eh, I can't explain it. And when I woke up this morning - you guessed it, it was gone. I mean, I remember it, but I haven't been able to recapture it.
This is why I have been known to get up in the middle of the night and stumble down to the computer and write down what's in my head or jump out of the shower soaking wet and in a towel and run to the laptop. It's why I always have a notebook on me when I'm out and about. It was just stupid of me not to get up and write down the fic while it was in my head. I blame the ridiculous comfort of freshly washed flannel sheets for keeping me in the bed. Hopefully I've learned my lesson and won't be so weak again.
Current Mood:
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chipper
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content
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