Hello Kids! It’s time for another series of rants from yours truly. I don’t thin I have too much in the way of negative things this go round, so I’ll entertain with tales of Fun, Furs, and FREEZING Fucking Temperatures. 1st let’s backtrack a weekend to FWA. OMG I had sooooo much fun! I was on staff again this year and my adventure started when I found out there was no jersey for me. Apparently the company messed up my jersey twice… and TigerPaw was all angry-fur with them on my behalf. I was so honored ^_^ I was given someone else’s jersey who didn’t show up to the con, and I went to Hancock Fabrics to get lettering to cover what was on the jersey. I didn’t mind, even though since I never had time to sew everything on, I ghetto-rigged it with safety pins. I got to play with servals—biiiig kitties. That was definitely fun, even when one of them stepped squah on my bladder and looked at me wanting his head scratched…heh. I reaffirm that Archangel is made of magic: he gives KILLER massages. There was actually a lot that happened that weekend, it’s hard to make sure I put everything down. The Staff dinner was very awesome, and I must say, we were the kewlest looking gang ever with our jerseys ^_^ My table was perhaps the most awesome, I must say, because we had my best friend Mata, Greyson, Kodie, Recca, Fuego, Crenn and Hino. Kudos to Recca for doing the “C-Walk” in the Hard Rock Café in Atlanta and NOT getting us all shot at. Lol. Also, I don’t think I can ever look at Greyson the same… He Knows The Secret to Macaroni And Cheese Casserole!! We had fun singing “Love Shack”, and seeing the employees dancing because of us—yes, we are made of awesome. As I’m sure you’ve all noticed, I’m breezing through a good bit of my wonderful trip. This is what happens when I have soo much I could type about, but am too damn tired to mentally process it all.
Now we move to this most recent weekend. After working at AEBN and Spencers, I danced at an Industrial event—Hazmat—until around 2ish. I drove home, packed, and headed to the airport to catch a 6:30 am flight to Jersey. I was up there recording and practicing with Paris Oroborus, a very very awesome band. I’m the new guitarist, and occasional female vocals. We did some vocals, and I nearly peed myself when our fearless leader Kryss said he was interested in song lyrics I’d written. He picked out 2, and they could potentially be on the next album, provided they come out sounding like whoah. I have total faith in Kryss, so I know whatever he does, it’ll be amazing. We might be playing at a festival in June, and I’m totally psyched about that too. ^_^ Saturday night, they had Earth Hour—and NYC cut off the major lights for one hour: Times square, the Chrysler building, empire state building… all dark. We did part of our band photoshoot out there; with the desolate cityscape in the background. I personally thought all the photoshoot pics came out amazingly.
So Now I’m getting myself geared up for a LOT of things: Paris Oroborus practices and rehearsals, Fan dancing for the fire troupe I belong to, and this upcoming Purgatory—the LAST ONE—this upcoming April.. the 18th.
And on an additional note… Ikea is a sensory overload. Don’t believe me? Go to one and try to keep focused. I DARE ya.
chipper