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Dear Ms Johansson,
Thank you for using Ticketmaster. Your order number is xx-xxxxx/xxx

You have purchased one (1) ticket for the artist Cobra Starship at Carling Academy Birmingham on Jan 28th, 2009. Doors open at 19.00. Your overseas shipping tickets will be delivered to you in an unmarked white envelope.

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SORRY ABOUT GLOATING, YOU GUYS, ILY AND I'LL TOTALLY STFU AFTER THIS, BUT I'M KIND OF COMBUSTING FROM GLEE AT THE MOMENT AND I CANNOT CONTAIN IT, OMG. OMGGGGGGGG.

OMG.

BRB FLAILING ASGSDKJGKSDJFG

EHEHEH FACEEEES. <3 also omg Ryan Ross what the hell is up with that tie? I DON'T KNOW, BUT I AM LOVING IT. <33

(also, is it wrong of me to want to lick Brendon's tattoo so bad? seriously, you guyyyyyys. *flails inappropriately*

...i have no shame.)

lol brb heading headfirst into a burnout \o/

(yeah, you can only do school + work + homework + 4 h sleep + school + work + homework + 4 h sleep + school + work (.......) (+ getting a cold!) for so long before it starts taking you out. and the moment your eyes go crossed and you almost fall asleep while reading Aku Ankka to a 9-year old, you start crying because you're out of cranberry juice, and you go to the shower and after 2 minutes can't remember if you've already schampooed your hair? that's when you know you know it's taking you out forreal. WHOO GUYS.)

but im like whatever, i have too many awesomesauce things to flail about and prepare to to get distracted by a burnout. lol. \o/

WHERE'S THE PARTY GABE?!

*BASHBASHBASH*

thanks, work, for killing my brain. thanks, also, for making me babysit the adorable one-year old who loves it when I play him Empires really loud, and who has a mum who pays me ridiculously much extra. \o/, work!

imsotiredimsotiredimsotiredomg.

LOL I DEF WANT TO _HELP_ HENRY. LIKE, HELP HIM OUT OF HIS PANTS, BECAUSE MAN, THOSE THINGS LOOK UNCOMFORTABLE. I THINK HE'D BE HAPPIER WITHOUT THEM. AND WHILE HE'S AT IT, DUMP THE SHIRT, TOO. I'D TOTALLY HELP HENRY WITH THAT. \o/

in other news, Pierce Brosnan singing still might give me nightmares. BUT HEY, WHATEVS, I'D GO SEE IT A 9TH TIME ANYWAY, ANY DAY. I LOVE THAT MOVIE, OKAY, SO BAD. \o/

ALSO ALSO ALSO (wow stopping the capslock now) today was awesome, okay, even though I've never been asked to leave from Robert's before. Okay, yeah, closing time, but still! EHEHE. &you guyyyyyyys; (Hannah, read your calendar yet? ;P)

and also, exclamation points because I'm too tired for anything else right now. Chinese food! Ben&Jerry's! Photos! Talking! Grapes! Chocolate! Mamma Mia! Train rides! EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS DAY HAS BEEN SHINY AND SPARKLING AND AWESOME, OKAY. <3

so, I'm still looking for a good-quality version of the I Don't Care video, and will save my flailing for then, but until then:

GABE SAPORTA. HOW DO YOU MANAGE TO BE SO COMPLETELY AWESOME, YET SO TOTALLY _CREEPY_ AT THE SAME TIME? SERIOUSLY, IF I HAVE NIGHTMARES TONIGHT I KNOW WHO TO BLAME.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hc1N1iythQE

...BRB MY BRAIN IS STILL BEING KILLED BY HARRY UNDOING HIS BELT IN _SLOW MOTION_ HOLY SHIT. also, dougie, 4 times a day? seriously? and "Tom walked in on me once!", EHEHEHE I WANT FIC AND I WANT IT NOW. \o/

also. "I think I'm gay."? WE THINK SO TOO, DOUGIE LOVE.

BRB BRAIN IS STILL DYING (I'm actually playing that part on repeat. i have no shame.)

“And what’s your cause?”

“World domination, of course,” Spencer replied with a smirk.

Brendon chanced a glance back, still frowning. “But why?”

“Why not? Don’t you want to be on top, Bren?”

“Ryan lets me top,” Brendon muttered.