Whoo! Got bumped to first class for no reason on the flight home! Did you know they'll offer you a proper fancy cheese platters up there instead of the dried onion-flake
things the economy class gets? Also, you get
glass cups instead of plastic ones and they offer you newspapers and blankets and stuff! What the hell, Air Canada's been holding out!
But, yes! I'm home and wicked sleepy, but I just wanted to pop online long enough to say THANK YOU!
Thank you to
mugsyface, for letting me build my goofy poncho-nest in your room and sharing your art and cookin' me breakfast and letting me play foot-soccer with your kitty. Thank you to
foxinmyhands for all the calming head-scritches and bearing the brunt of my unfortunately frequent spazz attacks and letting me hide behind you when I got The Shy around Dan. And a big thank you to
phelixstar for talking me into this trip in the first, as well as for the snuggles and letting me cling to you and get all pathetic for
Blue and Yellow and for live-action plotting in the umbrella fortress. And thanks to Bob Bryar. Because everyone thanks Bob Bryar. *g*
Okay, everyone has to look at my epic concert bruises now. EPIC!
( NSFW due to Creature-belly )EPIC! That's from getting crushed against the front rail by the insane crowd, I'm not even kidding. If I weren't so tired, I'd give a full report, but hopefully the BC gals will have tales to tell too. I have to say though, I was somewhat glad I'm not a dude, as Bert is, uh, something else altogether up that close and getting a boner while being smashed against the rail could've been permanently damaging. X-D
In very skimpy summary:
- I shook a Dan-hand! He's seriously laid-back, a sweetheart, and has very skinny legs. <3
- Jepha is indeed taller than me. He's also totally sweet and kind of devastatingly pretty in person.
- AS IS QUINN. I didn't get to meet him, as I managed to get stupidly one-and-a-half-hours-of-three-point-turn
s lost with Shay looking for the hotel and MISSED HIM (asdfjkl, fuck!) but I just barely glanced at him talking to some other folks later and nearly walked into an oncoming car, so that's probably just as well.
- Didn't meet Bert, but was pretty much directly in front of him for the whole show. My Bert-crush has multiplied exponentially in intensity, you have no idea. *flail* Holy shit. BERT. How so insane and intense and adfjklsdfk feel free to look right at us and say "This song is about Hot. Dirty. Sweaty. Sex." any day, okay?
Alright, but seriously, I have dire need of sleep. Shall linky to pictures once the gals get the chance to post 'em. :-D
PS - Hey,
apiphile! Despite the ages being wrong, I've adopted Shay as my official big sister. Um. Totally my bad for making
gasmask's family tree resemble an M.C. Escher painting with that move...