Quick Recap

O. M. G.

SQUEEEEE!!!!!

My cat wonders where I've been for the past seven hours. I'm pretty sure I got elbowed in the back at some point because there's a part that feels distinctly bruised. I'm also pretty sure it's going to take a lot of will power and a bunch of ibuprofen to get me moving in the morning (you know, four hours from now).

A few quick thoughts before bed.

Next time, just the front row seats will be fine. I was three rows back, just a little off center to the right. :)

I don't like the 'up on stage' thing, because it's degenerated into 'stick a lot of people into the equivalent of a cattle shoot and hope Jon gets close enough to make it worth getting squished'. On my 'group's turn, it didn't--he spent most of the time center stage or on the other side.

So I wound up flirting with the rhythm guitarist instead. :)

I got a grin and a guitar salute from Richie though, when I'd gotten back to my seat. That was squee worthy (even if I know that really, he probably did not see me per se, but the sea of hands where I was standing. Still, close enough.

Also, I forgot my ear plugs and the damn camera. Sorry about that, guys.

Anyhow, that's the short version. reb? I got a t-shirt for ya.

Now, off to bed so I can drag my sorry, half-deaf, raw-throated self to work in the morning. :)

Hppay Birthday, Del!!!!

:)

Quick Recap #2 (More like the after-affects...)

I'm running on four hours of sleep and a lingering high from the concert. Whoever decided you needed drugs and/or alcohol at a show obviously doesn't know how to use their energy, or something.

Or they just prefer a different buzz. (I like this buzz, thanks. Still feels good and no hangover. :) ).

Anyhow, amazingly awake and energetic. Annnnd, I'll probably crash when I get home, because the high has to wear off sometime, and we're also short a person I have to help cover for today. So possible over-time--definite OMG!MUST MOVE IT! involved at work today.

I would like to find out the name of the rhythm guitarist. :)

Also; that was an easy two pound weight loss. Yeah, I really did bounce around that much.

Miraculously, I have a voice. My throat is a little scratchy, but I'm not vocally crippled, and singing more today is actually helping. Thank you, years and years of choir and drama classes. :)

The expected aches and pains, including from the supposed back bruise, have not made themselves known just yet. I'm sure they will though, because of the bouncing, and, yes, slight headbanging I did.

Whut? I'm a child of the 80's, I'm gonna head-bang. *g*.

Anyhow, yes, I'm alive, woke up on time, am working, am awake, can talk, and am eating lunch.

Also: WHOOOOOO!

*cough*

Heh.

ETA:

Weird thing? My ears weren't ringing this morning (they were last night), and, get this, I'm having to listen to the player at a lower than normal volumn, because louder makes my ears hurt.

Lol, whut?

Still getting my head together...

So no full-scale concert post just yet. Also: watching Biggest Loser, so distracted anyway.

Tomorrow, the next Biggest Loser style contest starts at work. We're doing teams of three--so it's me, my immediate boss, and the other lady in our central supply departmentfor our team. Maybe having a couple of other people depend on me to get somewhere will help somehow. Like maybe I'm not pushing enough on my own now. We'll see. Losing the two pounds at the concert last night kinda got me optimistic again anyway. :)

Wish me luck, guys. Seriously.

The totally sucky write up on the concert...

( Under here, because I don't know how long this will be, and the language won't be all 'prettified'. )