um, buh, err
i don’t even know where to begin. it was so good that it was almost anticlimactic in the way that they were exactly how they seem to be, so i got exactly what i was expecting. they lived up to my expectations so it only makes my fantasies and dreams a reality instead of dashing them to pieces. i only wish i had talked to b more and more directly like i did with everyone else. he was busy with old friends, so i didn’t want to bother him much. sitting next to him and listening to him right there was more than enough. oh yeah, and the stroking of my arm and the perfect hair. i shared a cigarette with ben. he got me a glass of wine too. then i had a beer with mike and he showed me their tour bus. they had plum pie on the counter.
i’ll write more later. i didn’t take any pictures because i didn’t want to be all ‘take a picture with me’. plus we were told not to take pictures and even though i know i could’ve, i still didn’t want to be all fan-ish.
i’m just glad i had really good conversations with interesting, intelligent people. it was almost like being with old friends. i felt that accepted and appreciated. i felt happier and more acceptance with a bunch of strangers (celebrities at that) than i do any one else, excluding family and one or two people. oh memories.
best night of my life . . . until the next time.