Everyone I Ever Was and Everyone I Ever Will Be

Well, the concert hall was hot, there was a lady nearby who wouldn't stop complaining, it was unbelievably loud. . .

Had a great time. :-D

They didn't perform "What Kind of Man Would I Be" or "Hard Habit to Break", which are two of my favorite songs of theirs, but they did perform "Look Away", so all was well. They have a new CD coming out, which I'm going to have to buy sometime, because I liked the songs they played from it.

Got back to Ashley's at about 1 a.m. and fell asleep about two minutes after I got into bed. Then we got to head out at 8 a.m. to get back here. Ah well. I'll catch up on rest next weekend. Or just fall asleep behind the counter at work. As slow as it's been lately, people probably won't notice. . .

And speaking of fun things, here is an icon to celebrate one of my favorite LOST moments ever. ;-)

Figure out a way to get a manuscript onto LOST.

From lost-media.com:

"It was a shot that lasted just a second, but the appearance of Irish novel "The Third Policeman" on cult television series "Lost" has thrust one of Ireland's less celebrated authors into the limelight.
The surreal comic novel by Flann O'Brien, an early 20th century author heavily influenced by fellow countryman James Joyce, appeared briefly in an episode of "Lost" screened in Ireland on Monday.

It was first aired in the United States in October. After that outing, 10,000 copies of the book -- unpublished during the author's lifetime -- flew off bookshop shelves in just two days."

You ever had a dream that stayed on your mind all day, and not for good reasons? I mean, if I'm going to have a memorable dream, I'd rather dream that I'm engaging in recreational activities on LOST island. But no.

I dreamt I was standing on this dark green metal bridge in London. I don't know why I'm sure it's London, since I've never been there (maybe my mind was just making an easy joke based on the fact that it was chilly and raining). In the dream everything was going wrong; all the people I cared about were dead or had abandoned me and I'd finally just decided, 'hell with it'.

Someone was trying to talk me down, but I have no idea who. All I know was that I didn't listen for a long time, and then I started to turn back toward whoever was talking to me and my foot slipped and I woke up.

It makes no sense. As I said, never been to London. And I'm scared of heights; if I was going to kill myself no way I'd do it by jumping off a bridge. Talk about adding insult to injury.

But I've still had to deal with this all day--

Logic: It didn't mean anything; just forget it.
Superstition: What if it was trying to warn you somehow?
Logic: Do not be ridiculous.
Superstition: Maybe it was predicting your death.
Logic: Would you shut up?

Tomorrow I'll probably laugh about all this-- provided I don't have another freaky dream-- but right now, just . . . yeah.

I need to actually write something, instead of typing out a few notes and then staring at the computer screen in a state of utter uselessness. But, doesn't look like that's going to happen tonight either.

I'm just going to find something cheerful to read, blame Monday, and be done with it.

Okay, this has to win some kind of "Weirdest Fanfiction" award. Premise being that a previously human guy eats a berry that unexpectedly turns him into a glitter-plagued fairy. Who is this guy?

Sawyer, from Lost.

Enjoy. ;-)

I have found the best thing ever. :-)

Someone made a Lost music video set to music from Rent.

Yay for the combination of fandoms.

Bad news: The local channel that was rebroadcasting ABC was ordered to stop rebroadcasting it. Stupid freaking FCC. So, if I try to watch LOST, the only thing I get is a 'sorry, but...' message. Rar.

Fortunately, it will be taped for me and I can watch it later this week. I'll just avoid most of my friends list in the meantime. lol And I also have to avoid the during-episode discussion on cleolinda's journal. Woe.

Good news: Just ordered a character portrait from Warsheep Productions. Yayness. :-)

After watching LOST last night, I realized something...

I've heard various theories about what's really going on on that island, and one of the suggestions is that all of the characters have a twin somewhere (evil or not has apparently not been decided ;-)) on the island.

I have decided that I want this theory to be true. Solely because the thought of two Sayids and two Sawyers makes me a happy, happy girl.

Okay, so I'm proving the fact that I have a one-track mind again. Ah well. :-)

Oh, man. One of the people at Lost Video Island made a joke video of Sawyer and Kate to Aqua's "Tarzan and Jane", and it's absolutely bizarre.

Go see.

Just posting real quick to say that there are still a few Queen (or King) for a day spots open at the Lost party. You choose the topic, and people post pictures/fanfic, whatever.

And now, I'm off to get some writing work done. Really. Seriously this time. I'm not going to make any more character-dolls.

Honest??

Wheee, Lost party!

Be Queen (or King) for a day, look at pictures, read fic, just generally have a goofy time. :-)