So, tonight was fun. Queen Extravaganza with my uncle and Nikk at the House of Blues. I was a bit underwhelmed at first, what with having seen the Queen tribute earlier last year, but it picked up in the second half of the show.
I didn’t realize there would be four singers, and I was only expecting this one guy, Marc Martel (who is this dude who looks and sounds like Freddie, but is still notably different). Nikk and I soon navigated through the four singers and dubbed them: rocker guy, the chick, that other guy, and the Freddie guy (Martel). Mmm. Queen music live.
- I cried during Under Pressure, as always. I collapsed in happy and my vision was clouded by HAPPY CRIES.
- I was the lonely scream two seconds into the One Vision intro, and lost my voice in the lyrics.
- I think I slapped a woman during Don’t Stop Me Now.
- There is a chance I was acting out the lyrics in mad gesticulation to Love of My Life. Mfff, that song.
- Radio Ga Ga was all the dancing. You know what, all the songs were all the dancing.
- “TOO MUCH METAL FOR ONE HAAAAND. AHHH.” -Nikk
You know, maybe I should’ve taken T up on that beer offer, Nikk .
Guess who.
Last night, I had a dream that we were called, “The Young Avengers”
TL;DR - my college trained telekinetics and other super powered kids, there was a huge battle in the city of Chicago because the BIG BADDIES of DC and Marvel joined with a mutating symbiote in order to start war and genocide.
All my friends had powers, and we were all badasses.
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…Baby.
Before reading the context of your comment I was so confused. I was thinking, “Why the fuck am I looking at a baby right now? D8”
"Nikk
Found beer.
priorities, friend. I’d pass on the ink if I were you.
I know I should. I’ve been planning this ink since January, and I had it saved up until my parents needed me to spend it on something else. Way I see it, I’ll allow myself one luxury a month, and this would be it. The rest goes to obligations or necessities, what have you.
…And savings for the Con.
Not even if you’re taking summer classes?
No, not even. I spoke to Camille awhile back (…back when we still spoke), and she stayed for summer classes last year. The school didn’t give her a UPass, but it could be different for UIC.
What I miss about being legal:
having the option of going out for a drink with your friends after work.
"HOLY BALLS OF THOR, OKAY NONE FOR KIRSTEN MIRANDA BYE. BUT WE MEET UP SOMEDAY SOON, YES? MUCH TO DISCUSS."
Nikk, discussing how I’m not allowed to have coffee for a bit due to my caffeine overdose last night
Scorpio for Nikk.
Mermaid for YESIDIDITFINALLYAHH.
Doofy greetings for the lulz.
Longestfuckingdayofmylife.
But at least today has reminded me that there are some amazing people in the world.
