*twitch* *twitch* ....... *tw....* *twitch.*

i said i was going to bed, but i have to journal instead. kris...i'm so glad you said yes. i'm. pissing. myself. right. in. my. chair.

*mess*




super-girl pose!
4 brilliant boys. 3 beautiful girls. one crazy week! the countdown's on.... in 68 days:
rock over detroit.
rock on chicago.
bring it home to minneapolis.



week of franz.










bring it on.



















eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and we were like...and they were like...and we just made it with OUR LIVES!!!!

THE FRANZ IS ON!!!!!

 

i have a couple of friends who asked me to keep them updated, and this is the best way i know how.

 

the presale tix went up today.  siri got kris and i up on email, gave us the RUready4this go, and, at 12.30, all hell broke loose on the site.  it was a feeding frenzy like you've never seen on national geographic.  things didn't go as planned.  we lost out on detroit.

 

however.  at 1.00, chicago went well, in fact, two of us went at it and we ended up with twice as many tickets.  not to worry, kris may know a girl in detroit with too many tickets.  let the trading begin.

 

meanwhile, there were so many emails flying, my hotmail actually shut down for a few minutes.

 

then came minneapolis at 1.30, which is the only seated venue out of the three.  there was some craziness, lots of fangirl freaking, some blacking out, but when we came up for air, we found 4 front seat tickets in our paws, right in front of nick and his SPAZZY DANCE.  hot sauce neal will join us for this show.  by my last count, we were 4 for 4 flailmonsters on this one.

 

the emails are still coming, backlogged and frenzied.

 

i am at work.  and i am worthless right now.  i think i ate my hand.

 

VIVE LA WEEK DU FRANZ!!!!!!

 

*passes out*

 

 

 

i have found my lotus blossom. *quiet*

so. i'm kind of having a life celebration tonight. why? i am glad that i am alive. i am glad that the universe and i seem to have an understanding...or, rather, that i understand the universe.

yeah, i'm a cheesy bitch. it only gets worse.

first, if you read my journal earlier today, or your name is musiquesas, couplandesque, or shedonwanna, you will know that i had, without a doubt or exaggeration, one of the best days of my life today. i experienced a rather good streak of luck. *mess* i am generally a happy/hyper gal...but rarely do i get to be that intensely happy for so long a stretch. i really expected my brain to pop. you've never seen fits of giggles and squeals like the ones i put forth today. *^_^* eeeeeeee!!!!!!

next, you must understand that i believe in karma. (it has often worked for me, and it's nice to recognise the points in my life when i see it working. it's faith you can see, if you learn what to look for....) so much so that, after a day such as this, i often try NOT to dwell on what will happen to balance this happy lucky event, i try not to anticipate. because it will come and there's nothing i can do about it. i figured, with the completely perfect joy i experienced this afternoon, that nothing short of death would balance it. (is it simply to balance? or does life just give me a good day to sweetly cushion an upcoming crappy event?)

and tonight i am happy again, because the universe did not keep me waiting for an answer, but dropped its downer in my lap at 7.15 this evening.

my car was stolen on sunday. i hardly ever drive, so i didn't even know.

yup! *hand up, with pride* amber bjork, car theft victim. was going to go to danny's for "lost." i walked up and down that street, no car. i called impound and wreckers. no. such. luck. but. a bright spark--a reward from life for taking the time to say thanks when i realize things are good--my car has been recovered.

it was found on a shoulder of a highway. which highway, i do not know. nor do i care.

best case scenario: broken window, messed up ignition. (this is why i pay the good insurance...for the low deductible!) they probably stole my stereo, but it's one of the old kind that you pull out completely--which i do every time i get out, and put under my seat--and therefore the dash won't be all fucked.
worst case scenario: car totaled. i get the value and put a down payment on a used car. meh.

i'm thinking it's probably leaning toward.....the better case. i don't know at the moment...the lot's closed until tomorrow (thursday) morning.

it was very surreal. the police showed up and i actually had to affect a frowny face, still being on a high from the franz frenzy this afternoon. *laughs to herself* it's funny to me that i will sleep well tonight...i might have been too wired, but this brought things down a notch. but not too far....

i'm learning to live well. every experience makes itself a lesson. i will not walk this earth forever. it's more important to me that i understand my life and what i believe. i know this car crap's an inconvienence, and on another day, i might have cried. but it's just a car. today i made plans with friends that turned out lovelier than i could ever ever imagine. and those plans are way more important and will, no doubt, prove to effect me far more substantially than this feeble setback.

and it makes me happy that this little episode did not destroy even an hour of my day. well. other than the fact that i'll have to get "lost" taped from danny!



behold the power of franz! *giggle*

maybe.
*^_^*


behold the power of karma....behold the peace of understanding it. is that cheesy? hahahahah. good.


*gong*
*bow*