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LOL - while I was away, it seems my paid account has expired. So - severe lack of pertinent icons, omg.

England was even more wonderful than I imagined. I know, now, as I've always known, that my heart is there, and now - it is The Quest. To return. To live there. It sounds corny, but my GOD, it called to me - as I knew it would, as it always has. Like the lovely South African, Deone, said on the train, "It's like deja vu - like remembering a place you've never been." And it was. Is. Found that I can rent a half-a-double ('terraced', as they call it) brick house with a front and back garden, fully furnished, for lesssss than what I pay for this horrific shack. Something to think about..

I love Marks and Spencer's, lol.

Three Cureshows IN FIVE DAYS. LOL. Guess there's some life left in this old girl, yet. We became quite adept at navigating the various taxis/train/Tube while we were there - - stayed at the Radisson Inn in Manchester - yessss, the notorious Manchester two-hour show.....Then, the first night at Wembley that paid for all (stayed at the Crescent Inn in Harrow-On-The-Hill)....and then, that last glorious show at Wembley on the third. My GOD. Stayed at the Euro Wembley in, of course, Wembley. We had Club Seating for every show. Unreal. It was filmed, and hopefully will be released SOON. We felt like celebrities - Anita, parading around in The Curejacket ™, and me, 'The American' - just incredible, all of it. People were posting that they'd seen The Jacket - at the shows, in the loo, on the train...LOL I LOVE IT.

And that dear nameless young man from Eastern Europe that just grabbed me and kissed me that third night at Wembley - no language at all was required - - Thank you. It wasn't weird or pervy, it was just utter complete CureJoy, as we'd been high-fiving as we both filmed. For me it was a kiss Goodbye - to the magic that was the Cure, to the miracle that was the entire trip. And entirely appropriate. But not a total, 'Goodbye'...more like, 'See you, again'..

Still speechless over it all. Somehow, I'd forgotten that there still is magic in the world.

I've woken up, again.

I


was just informed.

Front row,

Simon's side -



- Wembley, December third.

Last night of the tour.



I can't even process this, right now.


No offense, but Solsbury Hill will just have to wait..

So, I got my first tattoo, I love it, and it's perfect :D

I went by myself, and the people were so nice...To clarify, the two artists I had contact with were really nice and kinda *cute*, and that definitely helped. It literally did not hurt *at all*. I asked my artist, Herbie, if..it was working, as I felt almost nothing -- and took all of a half-hour to do, while I lay back and listened to music. The one guy hugged me when it was done, 'Congratulations' - LOL. And that was that.

http://www.tricountytattoo.com/artists2.php

I knew everything would be okay when I pulled into the parking lot of the shop. The slushie place down the row from it was happily playing -

- wait for it -

Autobahn, by Kraftwerk - over their outside speakers. I swear, on Neil Armstrong's footprint.

WTF are the odds.

If that wasn't a, 'thumbs-up' from Frankie, I don't know what else could have been ♥

AT LAST. MY KRAFTWERK TICKETS CAME.

Happy Birthday (well, tomorrow) TO ME.

So - heh. I'm back, already! LOL - like the Cure in that it's always, always, The Last Tour - so. May we both ever return.

I got the wee cheapie pc. Kinda. It was my good fortune in that when I arrived at the store, the guy was working on the one we'd talked about an-n-n-d the upload started having problems, an-n-n-d my mother was waiting in the car, and blah blah blah, long story, less long - instead of the one he originally had for me - I simply could not wait around for him to redo everything - he swapped it for a much *BETTER* one - bigger, faster - and with Linux, for the same price. So - pretty awesome, so far, and I've found that it appears I CAN Periscope, again, and and and - let's hope it works out for awhile; it's a learning experience, and a good one, so far. I mean, FTW fifty bucks.

I love that there's still fabulous people on lj.

My brother treated me to the 3D, X-Men Apocalypse and it was suitably bad-assed. My favorite X-Men are, and always will be, Nightcrawler and Beast. My brother is SO cool, and it's always a treat to hang out with him :)

Boy, do I need to get my lawn mower blades sharpened. /random

Heh.

I.

Got.

Tickets.

For.

K R A F T W E R K.



I'm sorry I've not been around and have missed so much - - I will try to do better. I just - OMFG, I GOT TICKETS FOR KRAFTWERK!

I had to move Heaven and Earth, and will not bitch about missing the Cure and pg - and I don't think it's quite sunk in, just yet.

K R A F T W E R K.

I know it's the 3D show and they won't be doing this, but BEHOLD:



The really cool part is, I was talking about it - dying to get tickets, they were going on sale, blah blah - and my dear, awesome coworker - one of the ones that came back - - asked, "So, who are you going with?" and I launched into, "Nobody, and I don't care, I'll go by myself because IT'S KRAFTWERK, and - "

And she was all, "LET'S GO! YOU GET THE TICKETS AND I'LL GET THE HOTEL AND DRIVE!"

I was in utter shock, liEk, "Don't toy with me, it's Kraftwerk!"

And she was just, "I'm not. I just want to spend time with you."

And she MEANT IT. We checked for availability at lunch, and this morning I did all my fancy dancing and GOT THEM. She has no idea who Kraftwerk is - few people do - except for the drug delivery guy, who also looks like Neil deGrasse Tyson, lol - - and genuinely just wants to..yeah. What.



I told her about this - and she cracked up. I CAN'T FREAKIN' WAIT.

Weird Al is, like, a fucking genius. And yes, I'm wild and loose on the internets, catching up on such important things. He's got some chops, though, and Dare to be Stupid, just. Song of songs, video of videos. I'm really digging one of his live shows on The Youtube. Pete and I took my son to see him way-y-y back when he was little, and Al wore the, 'Fat Suit' - in 103 F weather at an amusement park.

And what the hell is in, 'Crispy' M & Ms? My son bought them and I'm leery. It's like some weird treacly chemical sugar-marrow, when I was expecting, IDK rice, maybe...Gross. It doesn't even describe it on the label, either - just the word, 'crispy', with a backdrop of yellowy-white with slightly menacing globes, floating in it. No, I don't have television, still. :D

Somebody, please - throw a vintage astronaut at me! Charlie Day continues to be unnervingly hot.

This is so weird to me; so unexpected.

I'm actually happy, and it's such a long unfamiliar feeling.

Wednesday night, Pete - for the thousandth time in liEk thirty years - asked me to marry him, again.

It just popped out. I said, "Okay."

I blame the Orion Nebula.