Sunday, August 1, 2010

Bruce Dickinson, you can fly me anywhere =)




Iron Maiden = PERFECTION! Enough said =D.

The gig was great, better than great, it was vinegarific! VINEGARIFIC! Even for the crazy giant monstrous men wanting to kill me. Sucks being short, and weak, and a girl. >.<. Kenny and Dave were the best! Kept me safe during the entire thing. I have finger bruises for proof. And bruises everywhere else to prove I was at the gig. Still slightly hurts to breath, but meh, who needs to be able to breath, eh? My love for Bruce has be rekindled ten-fold. =D. Even if he is apparently old =P.

Oh, our hostel had air holes in the window, and plants in the room, growing from the outside. I was mega impressed =P. But, no, it wasn't so bad. =).

Dexter, oh Dexter... Pirate Dave, I'm considering giving him away because he's being really annoying lately. He keeps emptying bins, and scenting everything he can get close to. And attacking everyone. Though, when I got home on Saturday he ran down the stairs and jumped into my arms for cuddles =). He needs to be fixed, so roll on October.

That's about it for today. No pictures, because I didn't bring my camera into the concert 'cause I was scared they'd take it, or it'd get broken. Kenny took some, so when he's uploaded them on FriendFace I'll steal them and show 'em to ye =). Toodles =D.

OH! CENSURA in 6 DAYS!! With Lily-kins! xD Cannot waits!




Scrap that no pictures shite... Iron Maiden plane. WANT!