When real things happen to imaginary people

No, I'm not thrilled about this. I would like to feel better now, please, as I have things to do, and I want to go dancing on Friday.

One thing that is keeping me distracted is the news that my favorite sparkly improbable boy, Adam Lambert, is playing in Seattle in July. He's so pretty! And tall! And glittery! Yes, I'm going to the concert. With some friends who never, ever have counted as designated adults for me. Wheee!

Last night, after spending quite a long time flopped on the couch with a heating patch and a buckwheat pillow on my neck, I stretched and moved my neck around and was rewarded with an amazingly horrible popping noise. (The reaction from the Stroppy One: "Was that your NECK?!") And then the pain started to loosen its grip on me, oh thank goodness. Today, no migraine! I'm still going to my bonecracker chiropractor on Monday, though.

Hey Seattle peoples! If you don't have other plans, you should go to the Blackbird Orchestra CD release show! I think Blackbird Orchestra are wonderful, and am sad that I will not be able to attend this show.

Mind you, the reason I won't be at the show is because I'm going to a birthday party for one of my dearest friends, so while I'm sad about missing Blackbird Orchestra, I'm happy about socializing. Even if it involves a group outing to go see that movie with the teen werewolves and the sparkly vampires.

Yes. I'm seeing New Moon tonight. But I learned my lesson from when I was carted off to see Twilight, and I'm going to be filling the coffin flask with something stronger than rose liqueur. I'm thinking absinthe is needed.

The other thing that will get me through the Sparkle-Apocalypse is the knowledge that cass404 is coming up tomorrow so we can GO SEE MORRISSEY!! Dear Powers That Be, it would make me very very happy if the sainted Moz were to perform "Last Of The Famous International Playboys". I'm just saying.

Okay, back to doing laundry, stirring a pot full of pink RIT and a jacket, and figuring out which purse my coffin flask best fits into.

I have brought a box of them into the office, but have not yet opened the sealed plastic bag. Mostly because I've been assured by other people that the sparklehearts are very strongly, cloyingly scented, and I don't know if I want to have that wafting around my workspace. However, I can report that the sparklehearts are, yes indeed, sparkly. Well, shimmery. I opened the box, looked at the shimmer, caught sight of ones that read "I ♥ EC", "Dazzle", "Lamb", "I trust you", and then promptly burst into horrified giggles.

In other news, yeah, I am also over at DW. I'm not giving up LJ for it, but hey! I'm always interested in new posting/social networking things. Even if I do keep forgetting to look at/update facebook ...

Quick, someone tell me that I don't need to look into custom-blending and making my own lipstick. As in, blending pigments to get the right pomegranate/black cherry color, adding them to a base of melted beeswax, and pouring them into lipstick tubes.

I don't have time for this hobby. I don't. Even if it did mean I could (after trial and error) have my perfect lipstick.

::backs away slowly from the interwebs::

In other news: Fine, I admit it. I bought samples of the Aromaleigh Twilight Supernatural Face & Body Powders. (clicky-link!) Remember, I like sparkly makeup. Plus, the whole idea was too funny to pass up. I'll post a review of them after I try them out.

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Where do I fall on the issue? That I'm hoping the Twilight movie plays at one of the local theatres that offers food and drink, as that will save me the effort of having to hide a flask in my purse. Oh, and that I am not going to try and see the spaaaaaaarkly vampire movie on the opening weekend, because I don't want to be deafened by the shrieking fangirls.