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misspamela just watched Gerard Way save lives!
Well, okay, so we went to a My Chemical Romance show. Which Muse was supposed to open, and did not, which made me TRAGICALLY SAD but at least MCR didn't cancel, so. Win. But in the middle of the show Gerard talked a little bit about depression and if you're depressed, talk to someone, and if you're suicidal, talk to someone, and if you're an outsider, for God's sake, don't turn to violence. And MissP and I were aware this was a Moment but all we could do was turn to each other and say GERARD WAY JUST SAVED LIVES! \o/
The Black Parade uniforms? Totally designed by Gerard for Gerard's ass. Which he shook for us a little. I can't deny, kind of awesome. Also awesome? Frank. Frank is PRETTY AWESOME, GUYS.
And yet? The surprise winner of the evening was totally Ray. MissP and I kept saying 'When did this happen? When did Ray become HOT LIKE FIRE?' We're pretty sure it happened right there in front of us!
Which reminds me! I got my glasses today and wore them from like, 10am on, and did not figure out until seconds before MCR went on that the reason I was so intensely nauseated and had to keep dashing for a bathroom was that HI my depth perception was all off. I felt so DUMB. MissP and I had walked the quarter mile from my office and climbed stairs and then gone out into the corridor during the opening band and hung out with Femme and I was rocking from foot to foot and just feeling worse and worse. I was afraid I'd end up missing MCR, and it was just the glasses, which I have never had before. So during the show I kept them on because we had surprisingly good seats and I wanted to see things and I just stayed a little more still than I might otherwise have done, and I took them off for the walk back to my car, and it was fine. Yay, but gosh, did I ever feel dumb.
Also, oh man. MissP waited for me at my house before the show and while she was here she got the Full Jack the Cat experience, complete with deep suspicion, random taste-testing, and creepy perching. I feel VALIDATED. Like, no, for real? He is just that weird, and just that awesome. I heart him.
OH OH, MCR had the world's tiniest mosh pit on the floor! 3 guys twirling! and no fainting-goat teenies, just bunches of small young people dressed adorably and no lines for beer, and and. Ray. And. Okay, I'm going to bed because I can't do coherent sentences anymore--seriously though. MCR, way more awesome than anticipated. ♥
misspamela just watched Gerard Way save lives!Well, okay, so we went to a My Chemical Romance show. Which Muse was supposed to open, and did not, which made me TRAGICALLY SAD but at least MCR didn't cancel, so. Win. But in the middle of the show Gerard talked a little bit about depression and if you're depressed, talk to someone, and if you're suicidal, talk to someone, and if you're an outsider, for God's sake, don't turn to violence. And MissP and I were aware this was a Moment but all we could do was turn to each other and say GERARD WAY JUST SAVED LIVES! \o/
The Black Parade uniforms? Totally designed by Gerard for Gerard's ass. Which he shook for us a little. I can't deny, kind of awesome. Also awesome? Frank. Frank is PRETTY AWESOME, GUYS.
And yet? The surprise winner of the evening was totally Ray. MissP and I kept saying 'When did this happen? When did Ray become HOT LIKE FIRE?' We're pretty sure it happened right there in front of us!
Which reminds me! I got my glasses today and wore them from like, 10am on, and did not figure out until seconds before MCR went on that the reason I was so intensely nauseated and had to keep dashing for a bathroom was that HI my depth perception was all off. I felt so DUMB. MissP and I had walked the quarter mile from my office and climbed stairs and then gone out into the corridor during the opening band and hung out with Femme and I was rocking from foot to foot and just feeling worse and worse. I was afraid I'd end up missing MCR, and it was just the glasses, which I have never had before. So during the show I kept them on because we had surprisingly good seats and I wanted to see things and I just stayed a little more still than I might otherwise have done, and I took them off for the walk back to my car, and it was fine. Yay, but gosh, did I ever feel dumb.
Also, oh man. MissP waited for me at my house before the show and while she was here she got the Full Jack the Cat experience, complete with deep suspicion, random taste-testing, and creepy perching. I feel VALIDATED. Like, no, for real? He is just that weird, and just that awesome. I heart him.
OH OH, MCR had the world's tiniest mosh pit on the floor! 3 guys twirling! and no fainting-goat teenies, just bunches of small young people dressed adorably and no lines for beer, and and. Ray. And. Okay, I'm going to bed because I can't do coherent sentences anymore--seriously though. MCR, way more awesome than anticipated. ♥
