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Oct. 4th, 2011 09:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsThe journey to the hospital yesterday went well, even if it did mean a far too early start to the day. The hospital itself was crazy, it had two restaurants, a dedicated coffee shop, a WH Smiths and a jewellery store just in the part we walked around. A jewellers, I don't get that at all, I mean, it wouldn't cross my mind to go to a hospital if I wanted to buy some jewellery. Though it did have an amazing metallic giraffe.
Also, Smiths had the MCR poster special, so I bought that and gazed happily while lounging on a couch in the waiting area. Of course now I don't want to take the magazine apart to get at the posters, I may have to just flick through them and admire every now and then. The intro did amuse me, especially as I was reading the same day dirty bandom went live.
As described by Tom Bryant
The first time I met Gerard Way, he stank. We were in New York in August 2004 and the city was being buffeted by a violent thunderstorm. Mt Chemical Romance had just been posing for a photo shoot and, quite honestly, they looked like they might have been anyone. It was the eve of Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge's UK release and, at that precise moment, they were just another band, slight shabby, slightly tired, slightly bored.
And then the rain came down. Soaked, the band and I ran for a cab. I ended up next to Gerard, and soon regretted it. Slowly but surely, as the heat of the cab took hold, Gerard's wet jacket began to steam. The most virulent smell of cigarettes, sweat, stale booze, and God knows what else spread around the car. He looked apologetic, then said: You know it's bad when you disgust even yourself.
And this, people, is why the gross bandom challenge was so perfect. Also, this part made me grin later on.
His bandmates too -- Ray Toro, so talented, Mikey Way, so innocent, and Frank Iero so heartfelt were no less interesting and they prompted then drummer Bob Bryar, doing his first ever interview, not to be quite so modest and shy.
ETA: I typed the rest up here
The gross bandom stories/artwork have been delighting me, I haven't seen or read anything I haven't enjoyed yet, and I particularly love that so much GSF is happening. I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the stories that have been posted overnight.
Not gross bandom, but I also read and loved![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inlovewithnight's Mikey/Alicia/Bebe story Plus One. I would read so much fic about Mikey and Alicia having sex with other people. So much!
Earlier I enjoyed looking at these old-new pictures from the Na NA Na video shoot. Especially seeing the close ups of the mail box and wall.
Looking at my user info I realised I've just missed my LJversary. 9 years, 3 defaults, 3 main fandoms and a hell of a lot of people who've stuck with me for a really long time, some from the very beginning. I love Live Journal. It's my home, and will be for a very long time, and that's all to do with the people ♥
Also, Smiths had the MCR poster special, so I bought that and gazed happily while lounging on a couch in the waiting area. Of course now I don't want to take the magazine apart to get at the posters, I may have to just flick through them and admire every now and then. The intro did amuse me, especially as I was reading the same day dirty bandom went live.
As described by Tom Bryant
The first time I met Gerard Way, he stank. We were in New York in August 2004 and the city was being buffeted by a violent thunderstorm. Mt Chemical Romance had just been posing for a photo shoot and, quite honestly, they looked like they might have been anyone. It was the eve of Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge's UK release and, at that precise moment, they were just another band, slight shabby, slightly tired, slightly bored.
And then the rain came down. Soaked, the band and I ran for a cab. I ended up next to Gerard, and soon regretted it. Slowly but surely, as the heat of the cab took hold, Gerard's wet jacket began to steam. The most virulent smell of cigarettes, sweat, stale booze, and God knows what else spread around the car. He looked apologetic, then said: You know it's bad when you disgust even yourself.
And this, people, is why the gross bandom challenge was so perfect. Also, this part made me grin later on.
His bandmates too -- Ray Toro, so talented, Mikey Way, so innocent, and Frank Iero so heartfelt were no less interesting and they prompted then drummer Bob Bryar, doing his first ever interview, not to be quite so modest and shy.
ETA: I typed the rest up here
The gross bandom stories/artwork have been delighting me, I haven't seen or read anything I haven't enjoyed yet, and I particularly love that so much GSF is happening. I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the stories that have been posted overnight.
Not gross bandom, but I also read and loved
inlovewithnight's Mikey/Alicia/Bebe story Plus One. I would read so much fic about Mikey and Alicia having sex with other people. So much!Earlier I enjoyed looking at these old-new pictures from the Na NA Na video shoot. Especially seeing the close ups of the mail box and wall.
Looking at my user info I realised I've just missed my LJversary. 9 years, 3 defaults, 3 main fandoms and a hell of a lot of people who've stuck with me for a really long time, some from the very beginning. I love Live Journal. It's my home, and will be for a very long time, and that's all to do with the people ♥
