Poetry & Prozac

I'm feeling very organize-y this, uh, 1.30 a.m. And in the process of organizing my Memorable Entries, I realized I'm dumb.

So, girls who were in Vegas for the end of YWT? Would you pretty pretty please with sugar on top link me to your recaps/memory containing things? It's totally for private use only, I just want to have all of my nostalgia in one-ish place, and, yeah. Please?

Thank you! *blows kisses*

Sooo, I don't know if you all know this, but there was a concert this weekend. A Fall Out Boy concert. In Las Vegas. And it was the last night of the tour. And I was there.

Here's the recap of my 25 hours in Las Vegas.

( Viva Las Vegas! )

( Concert )

( Post-concert Shenanigans )

( The Stories You Haven't Heard )

...So, yes. This entry is public, and if you want to link to it, that's fine with me.

So, I went to three Fall Out Boy shows in four days. And one of them was Vegas, which, well, really deserves it's own post.

So here is a decent San Jose recap and and an iffy San Diego recap.

( San Jose )

( San Diego )

Vegas recap tomorrow-ish. Though how I'm going to cram it all into one post I kind of have no clue.

Best. Weekend. EVER.

...Holy shit, you guys. Did that really happen? I THINK it did, I'm pretty sure, but it so totally could have been a hilarious elaborate dream. It feels like one, in that it's so fucking surreal.

Real update once I've slept in the last 48 hours. But in the mean time, this is a place holder.

... !!! !!! *pinches self*

No, seriously. Really?

ETA: God damnit, this is why I cannot have band encounters. Because then I cannot read fic because they are Real Boys. *smooshes ridiculous tiny boy* I love you a lot, you little freak.