We had VIP seats!

Like, OH muh GAWD! Guess what Melanie and I got to do last night?! It was like, TEWtally AWEsuuumm!!



We got VIP tickets to see...



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None other than the NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK! The NKOTB wuz inn' duh HOOOWWWSSE!!! Jam on it! JAM OWN IT! UGH! UGH! UGH! Putcher hands inna air fo' the NKOTB!!!



...or shall I say, the MAMAOTB...Men Approaching Middle Age On the Block. Holy crap, they're gettin' OLD. And they still suck as much as they did in the early 90's. Glad to see SOME things haven't changed.



So Melanie works at *big studio* and got these free tickets to see the show at the Staples Center. Speaking of that place, I don't remember what it was called before but... STAPLES Center? As in huge office products store. Yea. Anyway, our VIP suite was located high up and to the left of the main stage. It was a dimly lit room, not too unlike a hotel room, except there was bar seating at the front and stairs led down to some comfy seating and a better view. Not that I wanted one or anything. They had the big screens, backround dancers and pyrotechnics galore. It was a sugary pop teen girls wet dream.

Why did I go? 'Cause it was a social night out with free drinks and free junk food. I'd never been to the Staples Center, either. It was the usual experience that one would have at places like that during a big venue. At least we got to hide out in the more private hallways on the way to our suite. I was hoping we'd only stay about an hour, hour and a half, as the show didn't start 'til 8 and I didn't want it to be another late night. After two beers, two plates of nachos, a vodka cranberry and an hour had elapsed, I was ready to go. It wouldn't be so, however, because one of our friends from high school was there. She was more Melanie's friend, just an acquaintance to me... Anyway, Melanie managed to spot her from across the theater. They kept waving at each other, but I couldn't see her friend for the life of me. Well, they were texting each other and of course Melanie, being the sweet girl she is, invited her friend and sister up to the VIP room to join us. You see, this friend and sister were die hard fans of the 'ol NKOTB back in the early ninties. You know, when all the really good alternative and grunge music was coming out. Goes to show what kinda musical taste that chick has. Barf. Well, it's typical of a boring, SAHM type. *yawn*

So we had to remain there until the end of the noisy drivel of a concert. It would be terribly r-r-rude to leave before the concert was over because Melanie couldn't possibly ditch her frrriiieeeennnddd, doncha know. *SIGH* I did a poor job of hiding my irritation toward the end, as I wanted to get the fuck home and go to fucking sleep. I had to leave the room and vent my misery to Ron on the phone. When the concert FINALLY ended, we had to stand around longer and take a few pics because this friend lives an hour and a half away and they hadn't seen each other in a long while. OYE. I kept repeating, "Patience, dear...PATIENCE" in my head. We didn't get outta there 'til 11:30. I did my best to be nice in between annoyance because...well...of course I understand. It's just one of life's little irritating situations. OH well.

And that's all I have to report for now. I have to get to work on finishing this little cute art thing I'm doing for Ron's birthday card. Gotta get it done before I go home today because he gets off early tonight. Like, dinnertime early. Yay! Let's hope we can continue with our decent coexistance.