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yes...this is another concert review so if you aren't interested in reading it, scroll down past me. i don't mind at all. i just want to post this and not feel like i'm rubbing it in people's faces. i'm excited and i want to use my journal as a journal (gasp) but also not put it on private. so scroll past if it's not your cup of tea. :)
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lois and i got about an hour of sleep monday night cause yeah, we talked too much and didn't do the sleeping thing well considering we had a LONG day ahead of us. we got to the venue after a stop for coffee and supplies at Wal-Mart at about 10ish. ended up being about 20th in line for the SCP. Kyla, Lois, and I just planted ourselves on the ground with a blanket, cds, food, water, games, a kickball, and signs. Nicki, Syl, Reg, and Mel found us and they joined in on our little party. i think we scared teenies. Woo!!! goal one accomplished. Kyla, Lois, and I had shit seats from the jerky crew guys and we wanted better ones. So Kyla and I parked ourselves in front of the box office from approximately 1 to about 3:30 asking the SUPER nice lady there to check for catwalk tickets every five minutes or so. nothing. we haul ass to soundcheck just to wait. the guys left Orlando late. so now we wait and listen to whining teenies and pissy parents. the one hour of sleep and extreme heat started to catch up with me and Lois and we started just wishing for the seat more than the guys. FINALLY they let us in and I put my mosh pit experience to good use and grab Lois' hand and pull her along, pushing little girls aside. I dragged Lois, Mel, Kyla, Reg, and Nikki through the screaming teenies and to catwalk seats for the soundcheck. by catwalk i mean right next to the catwalk. if i leaned over i could touch it. soundcheck was really short. like 10 minutes tops. joey wasn't there (pout) cause he was sick. so we got the justin, jc, lance, and chris show. they sang TIPY and Pop, both of which didn't sound as good without Joey there. but yes. with the hotness and the pretty and damn kirkpatrick is fine. and fucking chasez did the hippy shake in Pop right in front of us. honestly besides discovering that Lance is probably the prettiest person on the face of the earth, i don't remember much from that. but wow with all the pretty. oh! oh! so JC is taking off his mic and taking MUCH longer than the others who just disappeared and they have to pull his shirt up and boy muscles everywhere. i have decided that chasez is a tease pure and simple. the boy knew what he was doing there. no one else needed to pull their shirts up to get their mics off. i'm not complaining mind you and i seriously hope that picture came out. ::grins::
so we head back to the ticket window to try and get better seats. kyla and syl buy these seats in sec 2. good seats but Lois and I were snobs about it and wanted catwalk tickets. so this BITCH of a girl comes in front of us and asks for four. i flip out because in the thirty seconds since she last checked for us, catwalk tickets opened up. she and i scream at each other but she gets them. i look like i'm going to cry, pass out, whatever. long day already and it's only 5. lady looks right away and offers us F3 row 38 seats 8, 9, and 10. we buy them thinking we're going to have to go teenie stomping to get to the catwalk. Lois and I sulk. brief respite to a local mall for AC refueling and food. we head back to the venue and get in while Meredith Edwards is singing. 1) it's raining at this point. not bad but its still doing it. 2) she's adorable. i mean, totally gorgeous. 3) she's got the goth girls screaming and clapping for the country music artist at a pop concert. we find out seats, discover that seats 8, 9, and 10 are the seats CLOSEST to the catwalk. Kyla, Lois, and I have a complete teeny moment and hug each other and squeal. I mean, squeal and jump and totally crazyness. we're in the last row from the special guests section so it's smaller and there's this extra space at the end. i start talking to the little girls behind me and their mother, who's good friends with Tim Miller. they met JC, Justin, and Chris after the SCP and got to take pictures and hug them and all that good stuff. Mom copped a feel on JC. i told mom i was proud of her. ::grins:: it has now reached pouring level of rain. lois is off trying to get us Meredith autograph. kyla and i chat with Mom and the girls some more. find out that mom is going out with Nsync after the show. but mom's good. she's not giving up the dirt so we keep talking to the kids. Lois gets back. she chats with the kids too. ends up giving them bubbles. girls are so happy that they give her a light up Nsync necklace. lois has bling now! we give them silly string as well because well...they were adorable. show is postponed cause of rain. cold, cold, cold and wet after being hot for so long. Syl makes her way over to us and we realize that there is no way they would ever kick her out of where we are because we could fit 4 in our 3 seat area and plus, Kyla and I made friends with our local security guard, Tito. he likes us. :) we start talking to someone else behind us, post realizing Innosence and Momma Kirkpatrick are sitting in the sound booth. she's really nice and she talks to us about stuff. small talk. then Kyla asks what she does. "Oh. I do their books." and yes. their as in Nsync. so Kyla says: "So you work with Lance." she says back: "Oh yeah. Lance is a sweetheart. He lives with my little sister -- in a platonic way." i think kyla and i both internally squeed at that because she added that 'in a plationic way' as a little afterthought. we talk to her off and on for a bit. we clap for the squigee guys. we are generally those obnoxious girls and we don't care.
the show itself. guh. i can't even put it into words. the guys are five feet from us, tops when they are on the catwalk. turns out sitting right by the special guests area is a good thing. they spend A LOT of time performing right in front of them. chris did his little striptease post Space Cowboy right in front of us. he does his backflip. lands REALLY hard and just lies there. he turns his head a little and looks right at us with his beautiful gold (not brown at all) eyes. mufhidahkjiog. totally incoherent at that point. wet, what wet? rain? it never rained. all day in the hot sun. i don't remember that. we squeal and hug each other after that. nsync's accountant gives us bottles of beer at some point and we drink with nsync's accountant. she's a doll. Gone starts and she just comes over to the side, right next to me and she's talking to me about it and then she starts telling me stories about Justin. she's been his accountant since he was on MMC. when he was 13 he proposed to her. oh god that killed me. just wrecked me and brought back the Justin-love. she kept telling me how nice he is and she's just clutching my hand the whole time.
mechanical. bulls. holy fucking shit. they were just dry-humping the bulls. like total grinding and fucking the seats of the bulls basically. it's like...this is a family show boys. the humping of the bulls and JC's hips should not be allowed. i'm not complaining cause when JC's says 'does he freak you like i do?' he does this amazing hip thing that just leaves you needing a cigarette.
i'm forgetting so much because it was just all so amazing. again, Game Over is just so incredible live and it was SO full of the JoC and the TimberTrick and the JoLa. Bye, Bye, Bye. pretty much the whole dance was done in front of us. right there. touching distance again. i'm staring and Joey and he meets my eyes, looking back at me. i'm just...aguh. and i took that picture. i hope to god it came out because it's total Joey-lust/performing/sex on two legs look. i want to lick him. lance did Bye, Bye, Bye right in front of us. squee! Lance is itty-bitty. not like Chris or Howie itty bitty but he's a little boy. again with the licking. okay. i just want to lick all of them.
JC and Lance are the prettiest boys on the planet. JC's hair was whipping around and he was getting us wet while dancing because he was kicking up the rain. i don't even know what else to say anymore. i just...damn. total incoherence last night post it. i am so glad that i did this even though i ended up missing 4 days of work and spending more money then i really should have. i would do it again. and now...i am looking seriously at DC with Kyla. because...yes. and i need another fix.
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END CONCERT REVIEW
i'm home. i'm a little bummed about that because i'm all alone here and i miss everyone like crazy already. i want to stay in Tampa and play with Lois, Syl, Kyla, Nikki, Mel, and Reg all day. no work. no responsibilities. i wonder if we can somehow get Nsync to sponser us to do that. they did sponser those RV chicks.
::wanders off to think of ways to pitch that to Nsync::
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