Sinister: Kings of Leon, oh deary me.

[a.s.t.r.i.d at xxx.com]

Hi y'all 

(I am smiling to myself because y'all always looks so weird when you write it, er)

This was one fucking WEIRD weekend! On Saturday, Kings of Leon were in town, and
myself and the ever so lovely Amanda wanted to just hang outside the venue a bit
to see if we could meet them, since the gig was a this club. And, so, we, er,
stood there for way too long and when we had stood there for... well, more than
three hours and had only met Jared so far, we were about to give up, almost, when
the road manager Ryan came out and said. "Hey, write down your names on  a piece
of paper for me, and I'll put you up on the guestlist."

Ok. So, what if it doesn't work, they'll probably ask for ID, or so we thought,
so we went home to my place, speed-ate dinner, panicked and shrieked along to
"Youth and Young Manhood" and were dressing up and putting on make-up. We didn't
expect anything, but we went there and I was so damn nervous I was trembling, but
I went past the line, and this was what happened:

Me: Hello
Guard: Hiya
Me: We're on the guestlist...
Guard: Wow, is there one?
Me: Um, yes.
Guard: Ok, get in then.

Then the even weirder thing happened inside with the people standing there.
Me: hello, we're on Kings of Leon's guestlist, Astrid and Amanda?
Person in charge: Here you go, oh, wait! This too!
[gives us two stickers which says After Show 29/11 and I stare at it]
Me: So, is this like an official after party or something?
Person in charge: Not really, but you can go to their dressing room after the
show and hang out with them.
Me: Um, ok, yes, I'll settle for that, hehe
[Blank face from person in charge]
Me: Er... [heads off for wardrobe]

The gig was ABSOLUTELY AMAZING, with me and Amanda all up at the front, dancing
like mad, together with Charlote & Charlotte, two super nice British girls who
were the NME winners of the Kings of Leon Stockholm competition, so we hung out
too all night. After the show, we got in to their dressing room and we had some
beer and talked to the fucking kings of leon, yay!, and they were nice but
they've OBVIOUSLY been styled a bit, but damn they were nice and funny anyways!
Also, we got to talk to the lovely Regina Spektor, who was support. She was
really cool and she has a lovely voice. She looked a bit twee actually. 

They wanted to go to this other club so we packed ourselves into a cab and went
to this club, and, er, well we stood in the line with them and Jared "Had to pee
so badly" he almost couldn't breathe. They got in, but me and Amanda and
Charlotte and Charlotte who were a bit tipsy by then had to make arses of
ourselves and try to sneak in on this side entrance but the guard from hell
noticed us and it was all a lot of shindigs and shenanigans. But then us girls
walked back to the bus, left a little note and said goodbye.

It was such a surreal night but a nice one none the less. None of my friends like
them, or even know how special that was to me, so they we're like "Er, that's
great", hence me writing here, hoping someone will be as enthusiastic as me.


In other news...


Miss Lou's latest post was really really great and it was stuff I've thought
about as well, but couldn't put into words as well as Miss Lou. So lots of cred
to that post, and Miss Lou too, of course.

And I'm planning for my two sinister pressies and  I'm all ready to start making
them and send 'em out. I will reveal nothing of what it is, except for the fact
that I'm sending one to the states and one to Great Britain. So. Yes.

I'm really looking forward to Christmas, even though I always start arguing with
my eldest sister around lunch time and feel like the black sheep of the family
even though I'm not, I'm just a slackerette, and sulk in my room and listen to
sad music and write something depressive about the commercialism of christmas and
the general evilness of family gatherings in my diary, to then have a lovely
christmas eve and at midnight write again in my diary, but this time, "Oh, ok, so
I am a materialist beyond words, but, I've gotten SO MUCH LOVELT THINGS! I LOVE
CHRISTMAS!". 

So, it's a bit schizophrenic, really. But only for me. All the me's. 

Joke there. But it wasn't really funny. Hmmm.

Soon, I'm to have a history class with my extremely enervating teacher who is a
nice guy and talks about life and the world and all that but never really teaches
us things. And we have him for Religion too. Urgh. And then, LUNCH. LUNCH.

LUNCH.

HURR-AH! I'm reallyreallyreally hungry... mmm... veggie dish of the day... it was
something tasty... mmm... pasta with something... ahhhh... [Homer-esque sound of
imagining different things to go with pasta]

Yeeeees.

I know I'll see Love Actually soon enough, I know it's going to be predictable
and I know I'm going to go home and cry afterwards and think about how love never
works and that when I grow up and go to university in England, it HAS to work for
me or else life is evil, because that's how I work. But it's got Colin Firth, I
like him. And Shoe Grant, as my friend calls him because she thinks he
personalizes the word Shoe. Sort of true. It might be the hair.

Anyways, I've rambled enough,
go read something interesting from someone else instead,
Pre-Christmas love
Astrid x

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