MB20, Nick, and dance practice

Well, almost 48 hours later...

Matchbox 20 was a good live show. The band had a LOT of energy, which of course the screaming crowds reflected back, and I got caught in. MB20 isn't a band I seek out, but I don't change the radio if their songs come on, and therefore I did know some words to sing along. The crowd for them is REALLY varied - I saw everything from teenyboppers to 50-somethings dancing and singing along. In fact, there was a middle-aged man sitting behind Adriana and I who REALLY liked Rob Thomas (the lead singer) (giggle).

The Tweeter Center, the place where big-name acts play in Boston, is not handicapped-friendly. Adriana had very close-up seats, but they wouldn't let her wheelchair down there. We were moved back about 50 rows to the handicapped seating. This didn't go over well with Adriana, since she has met the band a few times before and knows they will recognize her from the stage. Bleh. Oh, and the backstage passes didn't come through either. So we were screwed out of both the close seats and the backstage access. But I guess we can't complain too much, the show was free. And good. :)

Then I stayed the night at her place. We had to wake up her roommate to put Adri to bed since I was really hurting and couldn't even contemplate lifting Adri. I couldn't lean over to brush my teeth. :P But I slept on my back on their futon and felt better in the morning - er, afternoon, since it was 1 when we got up.

We fooled around until about 4, when she had a doctor's appointment. Then I went online looking for people to spend time with until dance practice at 7:30. Jason was my first choice, but he was in class at the time. Anyone I knew from the MUD was busy. Then, Nick (one of Jason's friends whom I had also made friends with) logged on. We met up and had Burger King and a beer. I now know what to drink in place of Shiner Bach! Harpoon. Brewed in Boston, very smooth, lighter side of medium, and not at all bitter. Mmm. Plus Nick says that he goes out a lot, to clubs and bars and parties, which is the kind of thing I WANT to be doing, so now I have another lead on being social. Yay!

Then was dance practice. I was sore but I got through it, probably because of the myriad backrubs I was able to garner (three lengthy dedicated backrubs, and multiple other small between-dance backrubs). I was happy to know that my absence last week was noticed by many. And I got my hand kissed several times! To explain - two Thursdays ago when I hung out with Jen she said that in this group, flirting was always considered to be in fun jest unless otherwise mentioned (and gave me the names of those who don't abide by this policy), so I don't hold back. It's fun :) Yay flirting.

This means I missed the Angel premiere tonight. It's okay because I'm not ready for it, and I know I can download it. I will do so after I finish watching season 2 and reading up on seasons 3 and 4. :)

Now I'm home, VERY sore, and not at all sleepy. And I have 2 days' worth of friends' pages to read....

MB20, Nick, and dance practice

Well, almost 48 hours later...

Matchbox 20 was a good live show. The band had a LOT of energy, which of course the screaming crowds reflected back, and I got caught in. MB20 isn't a band I seek out, but I don't change the radio if their songs come on, and therefore I did know some words to sing along. The crowd for them is REALLY varied - I saw everything from teenyboppers to 50-somethings dancing and singing along. In fact, there was a middle-aged man sitting behind Adriana and I who REALLY liked Rob Thomas (the lead singer) (giggle).

The Tweeter Center, the place where big-name acts play in Boston, is not handicapped-friendly. Adriana had very close-up seats, but they wouldn't let her wheelchair down there. We were moved back about 50 rows to the handicapped seating. This didn't go over well with Adriana, since she has met the band a few times before and knows they will recognize her from the stage. Bleh. Oh, and the backstage passes didn't come through either. So we were screwed out of both the close seats and the backstage access. But I guess we can't complain too much, the show was free. And good. :)

Then I stayed the night at her place. We had to wake up her roommate to put Adri to bed since I was really hurting and couldn't even contemplate lifting Adri. I couldn't lean over to brush my teeth. :P But I slept on my back on their futon and felt better in the morning - er, afternoon, since it was 1 when we got up.

We fooled around until about 4, when she had a doctor's appointment. Then I went online looking for people to spend time with until dance practice at 7:30. Jason was my first choice, but he was in class at the time. Anyone I knew from the MUD was busy. Then, Nick (one of Jason's friends whom I had also made friends with) logged on. We met up and had Burger King and a beer. I now know what to drink in place of Shiner Bach! Harpoon. Brewed in Boston, very smooth, lighter side of medium, and not at all bitter. Mmm. Plus Nick says that he goes out a lot, to clubs and bars and parties, which is the kind of thing I WANT to be doing, so now I have another lead on being social. Yay!

Then was dance practice. I was sore but I got through it, probably because of the myriad backrubs I was able to garner (three lengthy dedicated backrubs, and multiple other small between-dance backrubs). I was happy to know that my absence last week was noticed by many. And I got my hand kissed several times! To explain - two Thursdays ago when I hung out with Jen she said that in this group, flirting was always considered to be in fun jest unless otherwise mentioned (and gave me the names of those who don't abide by this policy), so I don't hold back. It's fun :) Yay flirting.

This means I missed the Angel premiere tonight. It's okay because I'm not ready for it, and I know I can download it. I will do so after I finish watching season 2 and reading up on seasons 3 and 4. :)

Now I'm home, VERY sore, and not at all sleepy. And I have 2 days' worth of friends' pages to read....

DDR, Satan's game... oh, and baseball

I don't think many of you also read dayeaux's journal, but I wanted to pass it on that one of the RAs at her religious (Wesleyan) college (university?) didn't want DDR played in the dorms because it was sinful. *blink*

In other news - I have decided to renew my interest in baseball. The Boston Red Sox have made it into the playoffs, and the excitement around town is catching. I just finished watching game 1 of the playoffs, vs. the Oakland A's, who won in the 12th inning with a bunt. One of the best game endings I've ever seen, but then again I don't watch many games. Anyway, the Sox and the Yankees are in the playoffs, making for a possibly super intense World Series. The rivalry between those two teams (Boston and New York) is rooted in 64 years of pain for the Sox. The Curse of the Bambino... To be reversed this year. Hopefully. :)

That last link really is a good one to go to, but be warned it's a large picture. It's a road sign here in Boston on Storrow Drive, a very trafficy street. When I came here last year I didn't know what the graffiti meant, and assumed the sign would be repainted eventually. Now I know what it means, and the sign will NEVER come down - it's been that way for over 10 years! The transportation department does try to repaint it, but it's fixed in just a few days. It's a cultural landmark - posters of the sign are sold in stores, even! Bostonians are crazy about their Sox.

I'm thinking about going to Fenway for game 3 (Saturday, 7:35pm) - I won't be able to get into the actual game even if I could afford it, but I can go to a bar or restaurant nearby that is decent (i.e. more food, less alcohol) and get swept up in the excitement of the game with other fans. That kind of thing appeals to me. :)

It's 4am. I'm rambly. I'm also sore and tired. I should sleep. Goodnight!!

DDR, Satan's game... oh, and baseball

I don't think many of you also read dayeaux's journal, but I wanted to pass it on that one of the RAs at her religious (Wesleyan) college (university?) didn't want DDR played in the dorms because it was sinful. *blink*

In other news - I have decided to renew my interest in baseball. The Boston Red Sox have made it into the playoffs, and the excitement around town is catching. I just finished watching game 1 of the playoffs, vs. the Oakland A's, who won in the 12th inning with a bunt. One of the best game endings I've ever seen, but then again I don't watch many games. Anyway, the Sox and the Yankees are in the playoffs, making for a possibly super intense World Series. The rivalry between those two teams (Boston and New York) is rooted in 64 years of pain for the Sox. The Curse of the Bambino... To be reversed this year. Hopefully. :)

That last link really is a good one to go to, but be warned it's a large picture. It's a road sign here in Boston on Storrow Drive, a very trafficy street. When I came here last year I didn't know what the graffiti meant, and assumed the sign would be repainted eventually. Now I know what it means, and the sign will NEVER come down - it's been that way for over 10 years! The transportation department does try to repaint it, but it's fixed in just a few days. It's a cultural landmark - posters of the sign are sold in stores, even! Bostonians are crazy about their Sox.

I'm thinking about going to Fenway for game 3 (Saturday, 7:35pm) - I won't be able to get into the actual game even if I could afford it, but I can go to a bar or restaurant nearby that is decent (i.e. more food, less alcohol) and get swept up in the excitement of the game with other fans. That kind of thing appeals to me. :)

It's 4am. I'm rambly. I'm also sore and tired. I should sleep. Goodnight!!

popularity

Sometimes I let the "LJ Comment" emails sit in my mailbox until enough accumulate that I feel popular.

Crossroads today - do I take it easy, laze about, and watch Angel (yesyesyes) or do I consider myself pretty much healed and get crackin' on finishing up suit hemming and writing my resume and other such stuff?

And after writing that I realize that if I don't finish up this season of Angel, I will be thinking about it every moment and it will interfere with getting other things done. Better to finish, since I don't have any more after that to watch!

popularity

Sometimes I let the "LJ Comment" emails sit in my mailbox until enough accumulate that I feel popular.

Crossroads today - do I take it easy, laze about, and watch Angel (yesyesyes) or do I consider myself pretty much healed and get crackin' on finishing up suit hemming and writing my resume and other such stuff?

And after writing that I realize that if I don't finish up this season of Angel, I will be thinking about it every moment and it will interfere with getting other things done. Better to finish, since I don't have any more after that to watch!

transvestite Who

This is for guvnor...

The Sun reports the actor for Dr. Who has been chosen.

Kickass.

transvestite Who

This is for guvnor...

The Sun reports the actor for Dr. Who has been chosen.

Kickass.

boggle

A random Angel quote made me pause the DVD and tear up.

The Host: [explaining to young man why freezing time, even at a 'good moment', is a bad idea] It's like a song. Now, I can hold a note for a long time... actually, I can hold a note forever. But eventually, that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.

For some reason, I think that's beautiful.

boggle

A random Angel quote made me pause the DVD and tear up.

The Host: [explaining to young man why freezing time, even at a 'good moment', is a bad idea] It's like a song. Now, I can hold a note for a long time... actually, I can hold a note forever. But eventually, that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.

For some reason, I think that's beautiful.