melcreada: (ouran twincest)
Okay. Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up:

1. AI concert was surprisingly good. Like, I love Blake and I think he has a nice voice, but I'm not deluded about him being a powerhouse or anything. But. Holy. Hell. Kid sounds AWESOME live. He did his little looping thing on his She Will Be Loved/WIth or Without You medley. I all but passed out. That clean, strong voice throughout the arena? Hells yeah!

Oh, yeah - everyone else was pretty good, with the exception of a couple. Poor Sanjaya can't really sing, but he looked like he was having fun. Phil worked the crowd pretty well and Gina sounded great on the Pink song Never Knew. Jordan has killer pipes, but no kind of charisma/patter in between songs. She's young, so I'll forgive her. Blake jumped off the stage and interacted with fans and got the biggest cheers. Melinda was fantastic and Chris Rich shocked me by sounding really good live. Huh.

Chris Sligh has a great voice, but when he said, "How you doing, Houston," he pretty much lost the crowd. *snorfle* I found out via the TWOP boards that a Melinda/Blake Fugee-inspired version of Killing Me Softly was cut from the concert set, so I am still mad about that. But everything else was lovely. They didn't come close to selling out the AT&T arena, so when we arrived, they bumped us from nosebleed to plaza level. I didn't even need the binoculars. Woo!

Yeah, so much for a sum up.

2. JP's mom visited us last weekend and she finally got to meet my family. Everyone got along well, so that was nice. JP and I spent the entire day before her visit just cleaning the house. You can't really tell anymore though. : P

3. So, Vegas. Yeah. The highlights: I saw my friends (finally) get married; I won $138 on the nickel slots with my first pull (and promptly cashed out); we got half-priced tickets to see The Producers and it was funny and brought back some wonderful memories of our movie nights in the Philippines; I went to the top of the Eiffel Tower replica at Paris and was partially paralyzed with fear because I am a weenie; I got a bit drunk in the early afternoon after ordering a Tequila Icee masquerading as a "strawberry margarita" (for reals, when you cannot taste the strawberry flavoring because the tequila is drowning it out, best prepare yourself); and we tried one of the nicer massive buffets (at Paris). Yummeh!

Crappy cell phone pictures here. JP has the good ones on his camera; I will try to post them later. Right now, I want to take a nice long nap. Vegas is nice if you have money and it's not summer and walking is your favorite pastime (right after partying 'till dawn). Otherwise, two days was plenty for me.







I am the great and powerful Oz!
I am the great and powerful Oz!

Damn, when I will have time to buy and read the last Harry Potter, I don't know. Gah!
melcreada: (blake i flove u)
Mmm, finally made some chocolate-frosted banana cupcakes. Yay! Took the majority of them to work so I don't sit at home and eat a dozen in one sitting.

Ugh. I am so sick of my messy room and messy house! Almost sick enough to do something about it. Er...

Working massive overtime because we took Wednesday off for the holiday and the first week of the month is always busy. So, I came home today and took a lovely nap in which I had a very long, meandering dream where I jumped in and out of characters and Blake Lewis came to my grandma's house and painted a mural on her living room wall! Yeah, I know. What the Hell did I put in those cupcakes?

Also, I don't know if it's all the rain or what, but I've been getting really emotional. Especially at night when I am in bed, trying to sleep. I hate that. Not just the big, overwhelming desperation, but from a technical aspect: I get all stopped up with snot. That sucks.

Maybe I need some retail therapy?
melcreada: (blake crooner)
*giggle*

Yes, I'm twelve.

I'm also ridiculously busy. At work and supposedly at home (but not so much really).

I had stuff to say, but um. The dog ate my LJ entry. *nods*

Off to go be ridiculously busy until sleepy times.
melcreada: (sin coming on)

Am I wrong for thinking this is hilarious? Chocolate Jesus: My Sweet Lord. Are they for real? Is this a participatory art performance? 'Cause: yum!


Things that are yay!

1. Jon Heder speaking Japanese and Will Ferrell, well, being Will Ferrell in Blades of Glory.
2. Blake Lewis saying that he would love to share the stage and scat with Ella Fitzgerald. Warning: if he actually sings an Ella song on big band night, I will die with happiness. Please send flowers.
3. I bought my Morrissey ticket.

I am continuing to enjoy my extended weekend. Don't make me go back...
melcreada: (jp & mel)
Wow.

Okay.

Embarrassing confession #767: The dream I had last night was both funny and pathetic. Pathetic in the sense that I am waaaay too emotionally invested in American Idol. So, the dream is that JP and I are living in a house that looks a lot like my parent's place, except it has a huge lawn. On the side of the house, AI contestent Blake Lewis has set up a DJ station, including some instruments and a small stage. Every evening, he plays music and sings and there is a big party on my lawn.

Well, this is all fine until one day Blake tells me he doesn't love me. So, JP gets mad at him for hurting my feelings (how sweet is that?) and also he's upset because Blake is ruining the lawn. So he tells Blake to clean up the yard and get the Hell out. The dream ends as I am going outside to check on him and he is all sweaty and mad and, strangely enough, talking to my brother's roommate. Huh.

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