EEEWWWW

Walking home. And, as I was walking home, there were a bunch of roaches on the sidewalk. Which is gross. And, unfortunately, happens a lot in DC.

Wrap-up

Well, I'm home.  I'm glad I went, the show was good, but man, the stress; if I do blogathon next year, I am not going ANYWHERE.  I'll go back and clean up the short posts from during the concert as I go, but for now a little summary.

We got there just in time for the opening act, who was okay.  Just okay.  We scarfed down a container of nachos (I have a pic) and a soft pretzel.  We took pics of ourselves all dolled up for the show.  I got a few good shots of the stage, but it was tricky because of the stage lighting; I got some really cool shadow-effect pics, though.

There were some feedback issues with the amps, but it was basically what you'd expect from a pop-punk show; the sound quality was less important than the atmosphere.  The atmosphere was okay...The venue was on a college campus, pretty far from the closest Metro.  Posting during the trip involved very strategic timing, and getting off the train at the transfer point.  There were a good number of typical drunk roudy concert goers, which was kind of fun to observe, especially the ones who ended up looking for a cab with us.  They were so confused by the fact that cabs weren't just appearing...

So, we finally caught a cab, shared with a couple who we'd been standing near, and got back to the Metro.  For another trip with strategic timing.  I picked up a groupie during the stopover (hi Justin!), so at least i don't have to hang out alone for the next couple of hours.  And that, as they say, is that.

And Now for Something Completely Different...

Iff the cat never cleans herself, why does she still get hairballs?

So, posting the pics is not working out like I'd planned

they just will not work!

Durr

Sorry to everyone who looked at that post about the nachos and went 'huh?'.  There was supposed to be a picture to go with it, and then it would have been much more amusing.  You know, to me.

Pics will probably not go up until sometime tomorrow; I don't want to miss a posting time fussing with the cameraphone.  Next time, I'll just bring the real camera.

Story: Fade Away Again, Chapter 12

Because I promised to post all of this here.

A/N: All kinds of quotes and paraphrasing from 'Not Fade Away', no copyright infringement intended, Mutant Enemy owns it all. Big fighting, magic, and some random musings in this chapter. Oh, and fighting.

( People are going to get hurt, it is a battle, after all... )

This is a test...

to find out who, if anyone, is still with me.  Please respond in comments with a 'hey', and if you feel so inclined, request a drabble (very short story) or poem, or any other little thing I can do from here.

So, no one around then?

Guess it's time for the naked dance!

Beware Demons in Human Clothing

I got a request via chat:

Jeremiah: How about a Buffy-esque mystery?

Sort of Whedon-meets-the-Scooby-Doo-Gang?

Seems sort of appropriate for wee-hour drabbling. (c;

And, away we go...

Xander looked up from the heated napkin argument he was having with Anya, and happened to spot the glint of metal coming from behind a tall man in a trench coat, who was dancing closer and closer to Buffy.  Buffy seemed oblivious; she was dancing with Dawn and Willow and...Was that Spike?  Either way, she didn't seem to notice anything off.  Maybe the guy just had a weird fixture on his coat...

"Hey, An, does that guy in the trench coat look weird to you?"

"You mean, in any way other than the wearing of a trench coat in this weather, and heading straight for Buffy?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

Xander was out of his chair and through the crowd with surprising speed.  But, the weird guy was still closer.  "Buffy!"  He yelled, hoping she could hear him over the booming base line.

No luck.  Spike...What was he doing here, again?...Did hear, though, and turned to look at Xander.  Xander just pointed.

Spike spun Buffy around to face what he thought might be a demon; hard to tell with so many here tonight, then tugged Dawn and Willow behind him.  Buffy took one look at the tall guy in the trench coat and fedora pulled low over his eyes, with one hand behind his back, and went into attack mode.

With one hard shove, the fedora went flying, and Buffy was face to face with a fyarl demon.  "Oh, come on, did you really think you were getting away with the old 'sneak up behind me in a disguise' bit?"

The fyarl responded, "I would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for your pesky friends!"  But Buffy didn't know that, because she didn't speak fyarl.  A minute later the demon was dead, and it didn't matter, anyway.

Well, that was loud...

I keep dropping stuff.  Most recently, a drawer from the dining room cabinet (don't ask) and the TV remote (the TV's not even on).  Must not pick things up for a while.

Also, there's a weird squeaking noise coming from outside.  Like a bad fan belt.  Only, it just goes on, and on.

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computer issue

Well, that was fun

Interweb went down.

Loose Lips...

vikingprincess requested closet kissing, non-canon pairing.  Oh, dear.  My brain is an odd place after almost a day of no sleep; be carefull what you wish for...

Willow rolled her eyes for what felt like the millionth time at the brunette before her.  Goodness, she was so very whiny and irritating!  The redhead became increasingly frustrated as the whining continued, until finally she snapped. "Will you PLEASE shut up already?"  

The mouth kept moving, and now quiet was a necessity.  Without a thought past the search for quiet, Willow grabbed a handfull of long brown hair and pulled the constantly moving lips to her own.  The lips didn't even stop moving then; they shifted effortlessly from babble to kiss.

Several minutes later, Willow had to disentangle her tongue and come up for air.  The girl sure could kiss.

Cordelia blinked at Willow, her lips finally motionless.  Then, they started going again.  "Please, like you're the first person to try to shut me up that way.  Please.  I've been kissed lots of times for talking too much..."

Willow tried not to smile as she went in again.

It's 5 am

Just thought I'd let you know.

Bad musical decisions

Bob Dylan would have worked better this morning.  Needs must find other song. 

*runs off*

And, here we go again

I'm back from the shower with a few minutes to spare, squeeky clean and free of glitter.  I had to wash my hair twice.  I should never be left alone unsupervised with spray-glitter.

Also, I have new comfy clothes (PJ's/sweats) so in 4 hours when I'm delerious, I can just drop into my bed.  And I am proud to inform everyone that unless I decide to start chain smoking right this second, I will finish the 24-hours with less than 10 cigarettes.  To put that in perspective, I've been trying to cut down from 8-10 a day, where a day is about 18 hours.  So, that's good.

If it were Monday, I'd be waking up in 15 minutes.

Oh, and I was invited to go out Sunday afternoon.  Any bets on if I wake up in time?

Gulp...I think I'm tired. Or weird.

And the award for dumbest things said on IM goes to me.  Again.

 

me: I have a bagel in the fridge

I should make that, before it gets too late

and I have to go to bed without breakfast

New Prime Minister to Meet Bush

Whenever I see a sentance like this one in the news, I stop and reflect on how unfortunate the development of modern slang has been for some people, especially as regards surnames.

Then I giggle, because Dubya deserves it.

Two hours left

Impressed?  Me tto, come to think of it.

Oh, look, an alligator

Perhaps going without sleep makes me cynical.  I was just reading a news article, where evidently a 'peace officer' with the SPCA was taking a walk on the beach, and stumbled across an alligator.  In a pillowcase, clearly labeled 'alligator'.  With instructions asking that someone find it a good home.

It seems to me like someone in the family made a stupid pet-purchase, and the nice officer bailed them out.  Or, that could be the tired talking.

too tired

so, I posted...and the post just sat there, then deleted itself.  Weird.

Almost there!

Welcome, to my next-to-last post.  I'd like to thank you all for being here, my sponsors for their generosity, and...Snore...No, wait, I'm awake!

The Waiting

is excrutiating.  I need to be done now, please?  Well, okay, I can do one more.

This is the end...

And..We're done.  Later today, when I wake up a bit, I'll see about getting the concert pics up and in the right places.  Sorry I never got around to the movies & reviews, but there are drabbles! and I got all the completed chapters of FAA up here and in memories.  That was cool.

My first roommate is awake.  I can play my music without headphones, now.  Or, you know, I can just sit here and type quietly, then go pass out asleep.  Okay, second option then.  I'm trying to stay awakee for 9 exactly.  I was okay until the last hour or two...Maybe it was the sunrise that did me in. Must be a mental thing. Oh well.  Okay, it's almost 9!  My bed, she is calling me

Oh, and Jer:  GOOOOOOOAAAL!!!!

Going to sleep now.  For a while.  Because I am very tired.