Today really hasn't been the greatest day.
I got up early to get caught up on the role play I am doing online. It's hard to get on the computer as much when I'm on tour, and in my absence my character was tarnished just a tad. >_< I am not an expert or anything, but I'm fairly sure that a brilliant warrior like Chang Wufei would NOT get high on fingernail polish and then spend the rest of the night hitting on a Maguarnac. Man, I hate it when writers do stuff like that. Can't a fictional character have a little TINY bit of dignity?!? ;_;
Kobe is boring. After acknowledging the well-earned worship of the audience, I actually took a nap backstage [rock stars require at least 8 hours of sleep ... really!] We have to stick around until the very end of the concert, even though Nittle Grasper is headlining, because we come out again at the finale. Well somehow I slept through the whole thing, because the next thing I knew, I was being asked for a food and drink order and everybody else was scrambling to get a quick shower before we headed back out. oops!
The backstage area of this arena is huge and it's easy to get lost, and I went into what I thought was a dressing room, but was actually a small wash room with just a sink and a mirror. I figured this was good enough, since the door locked, and I didn't really need a shower since I am not a stinky person by nature. Just a bit of freshening up. A little how's your father. Well, I was attempting to flatten the back of my hair when I heard this really loud bang on the wall! It scared the crap out of me. What if some psycho got loose back there and was going to kill me or something? x_O I thought maybe I'd just wait and try to sneak out, but then it started banging again, harder and harder! A framed picture fell off the wall!
I guess you could say I was inspired to greatness. So, with the hair gel in one hand and a brush in the other (I didn't actually have any weapons around), I went bursting into the room next door with a loud HEEEEYAAAAYAYYAYAYAYA!!!!!!!!
Tatsuha looked up at me. He paused, buried between Sakuma-san's thighs. Sakuma-san didn't seem to notice that I was there at all and just started trembling like he was ... err WHOAH!, but Tatsuha flipped me off. "Go away, you retard."
My mouth opened and shut a few times and then I tried to walk backwards out of the room, walked into the door frame, turned around, walked into the door, picked up the hair gel, dropped the brush, decided to just forget them and dropped it all and just RAN!
I knew I should have listened to my dial-a-psychic this morning. -_-