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okay... i am so not a spoiler whore. i was. but i worked hard to not be one anymore. this goes for any and all of my shows. but so many people in my coms have been talking this morning about the new pics up at kryptonsite for james' next appearance on smallville. and OMG! i absolutely adore the comments under each pic! ROFL! i'm intrigued about the possible storylines represented by the pics, too. why do i have to wait another 2 weeks for new eps!????! grrrr.

*goes back to laugh at the comments again...*
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God. It's been hours since I've had a chance to update this. I had to go back to the last entry to see where I'd left off.

Saturday (cont)--- Okay. So they finished their really short set. Maybe 40-45 minutes. And that's pushing it. We got one encore. A new song. Interesting. And then they were gone. James kissed one girls hand and shook hands with a few others. M and I were like "I want my hand kissed". :) We wandered outside to get the single. I knew that since I couldn't take any pics, some people would be a little ticked if I didn't come home with something. And since I'm such a good friend, I bought a copy for C. Thought about giving it to her for Xmas but went ahead and gave it to her last night. Then as M & I are waiting on the corner for Deb, Kelly Osbourne walked by. We did double takes. There was no meet and greet, but Charlie and Kevin walked by for a sec. I think I recall M looking away when Kevin came by. But I'm not too sure. Then the three of us headed down the strip for drinks at a bar whose name I do not remember. (Deb? M? any help here?) Then off to 7-11 for more drinks. That was followed by some adventurous driving and a quick game of "this is your life" as we passed by a bunch places M knew a a kid. Back at the hotel, it was 2 o'clock, and we started playing the Buffy game. M checked with Yoda and he said that she was gonna win. She was like "Not gonna happen", cuz I guess she never wins at games. I had to explain the game (trust me when I say that the instruction book sucks). But we had a really good game. I hope they had as much as I did. And, BTW, M did win. Well, technically both M and Deb won cuz they were playing the good characters and I was evil, but M threw the killing blow to the Master. So at like 5am we took Deb back to her place. Can I just say how refreshing it is to be out after midnight and still have people out. Fresno dies at like 930pm. Totally sucks. M and I just totally crashed when we got back.

Sunday-- I woke up at 841. 941. 1015. The last is when I finally got up. We made it out of the hotel just on time, checkout time being noon. And then off to Denny's for food since we were both starving. Post lunch was a stroll through The Grove. So pretty. Wish I had money to buy things. And, this is where it gets wacky weird. We're walking along and pass this restaurant, apparently some people she (we, kinda) know work there. These people know other people, who just happen to be Eric and Adam from Common Rotation. So we're talking and walking and who should walk by us? Eric and Adam. So we stopped and talked. They looked so good. I looked like crap but whatever. Who cares about me? Got my first Adam hug, though. I usually get hand shakes. Felt all special. It was surreal.

Everything kinda becomes a blur after that. No, not because we ran into Adam and Eric. More because I was exhausted and still had a three hour drive home. So, took M back to her car and drove home. Massive jam at Magic Mountain again. They're doing construction there til like 2004. Sucks. Got home at like 830pm. Told the tale to mom and C. Watched Angel. And was dead to the world by 1030pm. Ont the up side, I woke up this morning to GotR's "David Letterman". I have been running around work like a chicken without a head. I'm so frickin' tired. Haven't even had a chance to read other people's entries yet. Gonna actually have to fight my way online when I get home.

Oh, wait, I haven't explained the subject line yet. James Marsters. Tight shirt. He was happy to see the crowd, headlights were on. And it was not cold in the Viper Room. So, the shirt is tight and you can see his pecs, right? So, he starts singing and the pecs start dancing. Not together. They have their own rhythms. I kept trying to watch the other guys but my eyes kept getting drawn back. Disturbing, yet intriguing at the same time. :)
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I just realized that my subject line doesn't make any sense yet. Unless one of the other two has written it into their LJs. I dunno. I haven't read anyone's LJs, yet. I want to finish my entry first. Okay. Where was I?

Saturday-- so, first off, I planned to leave Fresno by 11 or 1130am but didn't make it out til like 1230. Bad me. Whatever. I got up and started writing a story about my dog. She's 22. And the Bee runs a little section on saturdays about pets and you can send in a pic and story about yours. So we want to put one of her in. I think my story is pretty decent. Now I just have to find a pic. Then I had to pack. This was interrupted by me being told to do poo-patrol of the garage (where the dog sleeps) and clean the cat box. Then when I tried to take a shower the girls were in there, so I had to wait. But I eventually got on the road. The traffic, surprisingly, was not that bad. Got to LA and Marcella about 4pm. Made pretty good time considering the HUGE jam at Magic Mountain. So we went and dumped her car over on a side street of a residential neighborhood and took off to our hotel. The Park Hyatt in Century City. So pretty. So nice. I felt underdressed when we walked in. And our room was soooooo pretty. And the view! We wandered all over the hotel and did obligatory thieving of the maid's cart. If she doesn't want stuff taken she shouldn't live it in the hall, right??? :) Then we went to dinner. Found out later the restaurant we went to had a D rating. I feel sick just thinking about it. (I keep getting distracted by the blinking light of my bracelet as I write) After the trauma of getting ready, we eventually went over to Deb's to pick her up and then we were off to the Viper Room. (Thank you so much for going with us Deb, BTW, I hated the idea of no one using the ticket and I 'm really glad we got to hang out) Oh my god. I am never going back to the Viper Room. First off, no cameras. Okay, I can deal with this except for the fact that one of the reasons is that it keeps you from having actual proof about the violations going on inside. Whatever. And they searched our bags. Did not like that. Whatever. The place was too hot. And too crowded. And there was nowhere to sit. I did like the stage, though. Not the sound system or the sound tech. Do the techs at these clubs have any idea what they're doing? I haven't been to one yet that sounded good. So the band comes on stage, finally. Did I mention we were there to see Ghost of the Robot? Well, now I did. James looks good. The other two didn't like his shirt, but I did. I do think that he needs to buy some new jeans. They always look sorta ratty and old to me. Not that I'm complaining, but come on, how much does he get paid an ep? Anyways, I digress. He was so off key during the first song. It was kinda embarassing. It didn't help that he had no monitor, either. But he got better and the rest of the guys were on. Short set. No witty banter with the audience between songs. Just kept playing. During the second or third song some girl had to be escorted out cuz she was so drunk she was spazzing. And during Dangerous, this tall guy in front of us passed out. Leading us to believe that its James that's dangerous and NOT the girl in the song (see, ya have to know the lyrics to that song for it to be funny). Big crisis when the security guards couldn't find the guys glasses. But the band kept playing. I don't even think they knew. At one point M yelled out that we loved Kevin (James didn't need any more love, he had the enitre crowd of women right in front of the stage). He totally looked our way and James just kinda nodded with this look like "go kevin".

Okay-- I have so much more to say but I was just bombarded with work, so it'll have to wait for part 3.

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