silverthorne: (Grenade)
Let's see.

First, sharing This. more for the 'look at the family and philanthropist stuff!' more than anything (this is why, after years of just going 'yeah, the band does good music', I've become a fan of the man himself).

Second...logged into RIFT a week or so ago to find out that they'd 1) more than halved their available servers (so I wound up logging into 'empty' test servers that I had to transfer my characters out of), and that they've allowed for only one active PvE/Rp server (and none for the PvP/RP players).

Which was both jarring and also caused me to start a new batch of characters on a strictly PvE server, because getting constantly DC'd and having to que to get into the game is not my idea of fun. Fortunately, I DID locate my guild, so the old characters still have a home, but that point might become moot if I continue to not want to log onto an overloaded server. The new server is still on the low end, and I actually kinda like it that way.

RP wise...I feel like I'm spinning my heels at this point, really. The game I'm in is mostly slice-of-life, which is fine, except I;m playing a character who 1) Needs something more than 'slice of life' to keep him from just pretty much going through the motions day in and day out (and therefor have nothing interesting to write about) and is 2) in a point from canon where, if he's going to feel attached to people, he needs something more out of them than 'oh hey, you're that guy that's great for being sane and a shoulder to cry on!'. He needs some shoulder himself. And stability. And...yeah.

Still love the game, love the players, but I'm just...feeling like I'm wasting time, if that makes sense. And I'll be honest; part of that feeling is coming from being on Plurk, trying to participate in memes and the like...and barely getting acknowledged. I'm not exactly the most social person in the world, and I have my own issues with thinking people actually don't want me around. Plurk? Does not help these feelings.

In real life: bah. No, seriously. I'm debt free now, but still (as ever,) struggling with just getting past the mind set of 'surviving' and getting into that 'living' thing. I feel like I wasted all my chances at something better than just tossing boxes and sharing a small place to live with the cats. I'm going between 'everything is okay (but not great)' and 'this is all life has for me, and it's not much' to 'god, you're fucking lame for whining about your life when you can barely keep it together enough to just do basic lifeskill things, and it's your own damned fault that it's like that'.

It just...never ends. And I'm really tired of it, and really tired of feeling like I'm whining over spilled milk. And then running in circles.

What I want (none of which I expect to get, either because I don't expect the universe to hand it to me, or because I understand that I undermine myself with thinking I can't get it done...):

Definitely to make more money than I do.
Be a fucking pro writer (hahahahah...yeah, right. Good luck with that one, kid)
Barring the wet dream above, get a job that I actually like and am not just doing because...those are the only skills I have to offer.
For god's sake, I would just. like. to. have. that. one. special. person. in. my. life. Haven't I already done enough time on the bullshit end of love?
A labotomization of all the crap in my head that hamstrings me at every turn. Words; they mean nothing. Action; like plowing through molasses in winter. I'd like my sense of self worth back, please. I haven't seen it since I was a kid.

Anyway, there's my 'holy shit, why am I still awake at this hour??' whine for the month.

Hugs would be appreciated, but not expected. Wisdom, too. Because the 'Imma gonna figure this one out on my own' button isn't working at the moment.
silverthorne: (Crab--With Text)
Oi hai, guys, long time no see.

Stuffs )
silverthorne: (Sex Sells)
We Weren't Born to Follow.

I think I found a new anthem for the next few years. Kinda needed one anyway. :)

silverthorne: Painting of a cougar sneaking through underbrush (Default)
Palin does an oopsie:

Now Sarah, you should know better.

Text for the linkophobes )

It's good thing I didn't hear about this sooner, or I'd be screeching.
Really, lady, their political stance and loyalties are obvious to anyone who pays half a bit of attention. Why did you/your people think they'd be okay with you using the song?


Sep. 2nd, 2008 07:36 pm
silverthorne: (Hey Thar!)
David Bryan, WTF are you doin'?


Jul. 10th, 2008 10:12 pm
silverthorne: (Hey Thar!)
Jon Bon Jovi is on Biography on the Biography channel right now.

This is the first time I've gotten to see it. :)
silverthorne: (Richie's Hey Thar)
06/30/2008 11:02:54 EST Bon Jovi to play at free NYC concert

NEW YORK - New York City officials say Bon Jovi will play at a free concert in Central Park this summer.

The concert will be held July 12th.

The concert is billed as a prelude to the July 15th All-Star baseball game, which will highlight the final season at Yankee Stadium.
silverthorne: (Hey Thar!)
Mostly because I was still out of my mind and didn't know my own name.

I got to see the limos leave the American Airlines Center.

I also drove by the hotel they went to as the limos were pulling into the parking garage there (they took a different route, obviously). So I know where the boys spent the night. *g* Heheheh.


And no, I won't say where, because it's a good hidey spot for them and they (and their security) really need the break after a concert. And even if I locked this post, it would get out somehow, and then the bands' people would have to scramble for a new place for the next time they came into town, and that would be a shame. So, sorry, no telling where, not even in hints. I'm just gonna sit here and be smug at you all. :)
silverthorne: (Richie's Hey Thar)


Text )

silverthorne: Painting of a cougar sneaking through underbrush (Default)
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.
silverthorne: (Whee!!)
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.





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?
silverthorne: (I'm a playin'! (Richie))
O. M. G.


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. :)
silverthorne: (Singing Jon)
T-minus 20 minutes and counting :)


Apr. 14th, 2008 08:06 am
silverthorne: (Whee!!)

It's tonight! WHOO!

I have a cred card free and clear that I can do damage on. This is good.
I know where the center is, at least in theory. Also good.
I have the non-freeway route, which is excellent, because the closer to Dallas you get, the crazier the freeway drivers are (also--no tolls is definitely a good thing).
I got my make-up lesson from a pro this weekend, so I'll actually not look half dead, and might even get the shit on without looking like a clown.
It'll be cooler, so I can wear my burgandy sweater if I want. :)'m at work, but it's my early day off, and so far it looks *knock on wood* like it'll be an easy day. *KNOCKS ON MORE WOOD*.

So, yeah, WOOT!

And now, to work, so I can get my arse out of here early. :)
silverthorne: (Whee!!)
Next Monday: Bon Jovi concert.

OMG. Fer reals.

silverthorne: (Richie's Hey Thar)
Looks like it all worked out with Richie. How do I know? One of my local stations has a contest for a five-person meet-n-greet (which apparently the band doesn't really do anymore these days) on concert night. Has to be someway of showing you've 'gone green'

Too bad I already got my tickets--between the light blubs, using air and light and water only when needed, 'green' cleaning supplies and the like, I might have won it.

Ah well.
silverthorne: Painting of a cougar sneaking through underbrush (Default)
Dear Bon Jovi and Bruce Springstein )
silverthorne: (Richie's Hey Thar)
Bon Jovi Love!


Text here )
silverthorne: (Snarky batshit fandom people)

You read an article today about a favorite rockstar getting a new girl back in November, and you immediately start looking for all her faults and gnashing your teeth over her possible flaws.

I swear, The Boys have ruined me for life.

No, wait, Jon did. Him and that stupid vampire movie.

You hear me, Jon? You've ruined me! Now I'm even agonizing over your guitarist! GAH!

:P !


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