10 August 2010

My Exhausted Limbic Sytem. And entire cerebral cortex … and body … hell, even my soul is tired.


I saw the Backstreet Boys tonight! OMFG! I have never been so beyond flailing teenager-y since … well, never. I was never even that flail-y of a teen… (thanks to downer drugs & what not). Was some good times! This made up for all the times I missed out. Took advantage of every situation. And I’m so happy Brenden came with me :) Smiles all around.

The most awesome part: in between “sets” during every Backstreet Boys concert I’ve been to (we’re talking about #3 now) they’ve shown videos in the between-time. Soo, this time they had movie trailers. Very cool idea, actually. Howie: Fast & Furious; AJ: Fight Club (favorite movie, might watch it tonight actually… O.o); Brian: I have no idea – a childrens’ movie?? Princes and something … I’m sure I’ve seen that movie before; Nick: The Matrix (The Holy One). So, they had actual clips from the movie, but had themselves “imported” (there is no better word at 3 a.m., especially after thinking of The Matrix) into the scenes.

My account of the after party:

Well... it was at The Union. I went upstairs to be away from people, then I wanted to go downstairs. And the security guard was like "I can't let you go downstairs" and I was like "Huh?? Why??" He said "Because the Backstreet Boys are comin...g up." So I was like "oooohhhhhhh" Then after they came up, swarms (and I mean masses) of people followed them. All I wanted to do was get downstairs so I could get some freaking water!
So, I made it downstairs. And some guy proceeded to tell me I look smart & that I'm beautiful. He asked if he could buy me a drink, unless I buy my own drinks. I said "aww, you don't have to buy me a drink." Then he high-fived me ... and made the offer again about 15 minutes later. Then he started on about how no women like him. I was like "no! No therapy sessions tonight!!" So I walked away. Douche move, I know. But I couldn't do it, not when I was having fun. And avoiding too much alcohol :)


Sooo, then Nick did his thing. He does a lot of house music & I am so fucking sick of house music. I like me some dub step or trance!

So, yeah. He did his thing for like an hour. And it was good, just not my favorite type of techno.
And then I left, called a cab. While waiting for the cab I had a conversation with some guy whose name I can't remember (Eric?). He was trying to get to Sherwood Park. He was like "All I want to do is go home & sleep. I'm sick of life!" Which made me concerned, so he & I talked a bit before a cab came that I was able to take home. Still kinda concerned about him, and I hope he finds out how to be happy (minus inebriants).

Then I went home. And now I write. And now … Dubstep :D