Something like a phenomenon
So apparently I’m back in MJ-land. It’s an odd place to be after a pretty long exile. It’s particularly weird to go back along with all these other people who’d gradually lost interest over the years (some more, some less so than me), and who all now seem to sort of re-awaken to that particular state of mind, the MJ-obsession.
It’s not such a bad place tho. It feels so pleasantly familiar! Everything about it, including all the negative stuff – the bitching, the whingeing, the worrying – is like a hot comforting mug of nostalgia. Which is odd because the last few times I went up to London for MJ-stuff I was full of doubts, and really hated it at times. Maybe it’s just a matter of “I needed this right now”. It’s funny all the people that creep out of the woodworks tho. Long-forgotten friendships are suddenly remembered, lots of “oh hi what you been up to, you going in July?” *lol*
Anyway. Lots of freaking out and “OMG WILL WE GET TICKETS” as well, and I try not to think about it and just be patient. I was in Southampton visiting Kate this weekend, which helped a lot. They have an Ikea now, which we went to (twice!), and as a result I have finally found a sofa!!!!! I have also ordered it, because would you believe it, you can now order online from Ikea, how cool is that!!?!? That is very cool, trust me. So here is my Karlstad Chaise Longue – I know, it’s not actually a sofa, but that’s sorta what I’d settled on a while back (I wanted Ektorp until I found out they only did the cover for that in hideous colours). And tbh Karlstad will look better in my lounge anyway.
I also bought lots of fun small stuff, some useful, some just pretty, oh and this was Kate’s first time ever at Ikea, can you believe it?! Don’t think I’ve ever been to Ikea with an Ikea virgin. This one has only been open for about 4 weeks, so there were loooaaaaads of people (it was insane, seriously. I took a pic of the masses of people going up the escalators but it’s blurry).
Yeah and we went for a walk and hung around and chatted and ate and watched TV and stuff, it was very very nice. It’s good to get away. Next time I get away it will be to Athens – wheeeee!!!! Somewhat more exciting than Southampton I daresay. 😛 Am very much looking forward to that! Oh, and my mattress is being delivered on Tuesday!!!!! Only two more nights of sleeping on less-than-perfect support.
Aaaand now I will be off for one of the two. Goodnight!
Tuesday?! omg, I am so coming down the first weekend I don’t have college!!!!!!!!!!
Fuck MJ! Tempur-pedic is my god =p~ I shall even brign my own cute ickle pillow!
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LMAO freak. I charge £10 a night.
We watched the Dangerous concert yesterday (well I some of it, Jimmy the whole thing) and it reminded me of how much I used to love MJ, how perfect he was to me, how much faith and trust I had in him. And as much as I can get exited about a new concert, or about seeing him do a press conference, it’s all … mixed with so much doubt and scepticism. He is not my hero anymore. I don’t believe in half the things he says or does. I don’t even trust he’s able to perform anymore. Do you really think he’s going to do these concerts? He, alone on stage, for hours, like the old days? My guess is… 50/50 Ja he’ll do it!/ No way, he’ll end up “sick” and in “hospital” (or in court and say someone tricked him into doing this) before the first concert.
He never really was my hero. I loved him a lot more than I do now, but I always saw him as a flawed human being. So I don’t really have that whole disillusionment thing.
I think he’ll give it a good try at least – I mean there’s no way he’d do this if he didn’t really need the money. And that’ll probably be a good motivator. *lol*
If he’s clever he tones it down, less running & jumping around, more sitting there and – gasp – maybe even singing live? *lol*
He was not a flawed human being, he was perfect. 😐
*lol* @ singing live
He might. :no
:)) @ singing live. I wish he would.
But, Mon, I totally know how you feel …I AM really excited but have the same doubts/thoughts etc. that you described.
for me it could go either way. on the one hand i’m preparing for a rusty hunchbacked fragile person who used to be so much more, lipsynching his way through old hits with the occasional heehee’s aauws and i love you more’s. then on the other he could just as well come out all brand new and fresh and in shape and blow us all away with a surprisingly good set of shows..