Watching WALL-E. *sighs* Perfect movie.

Hello. My name is Naina, I'm 33 years old, and I'm addicted to Top Gear.

Ugh. I am so far behind on LJ (and Facebook, for those who know me there, too), I've no idea what's going on in anyone's world. I'm sorry.

Me, I'm mourning the end of the 360 tour, working, looking for a new apartment, all that fun stuff.

Toronto is fabulous. My cousins are fabulous. U2 is fabulous. The show was...well, you can guess. Am checked in for the Philly line - #53 - and Ally will get to sign in after I pick her up tonight.

Today: work, laundry <-- half done!, assemble needed documents for trip (passport, tickets).
Tomorrow: work, pack, online check-in. ETA include bad-weather gear.
Sunday: drive or take train to airport, arrive in Toronto, check in with line if possible.
Monday: U2 360 TORONTO OMFG. ETA I can't bring myself to strike this out.
Tuesday: recover, thank cousins repeatedly for everything, arrive home, check for line at Linc.
Wednesday: clean, work, more cleaning, check in at Linc, PICK UP ALLY, Linc again, try to sleep.
Thursday: U2 360 PHILLY WITH ALLY OMFG.
Friday: recover.

Nineteen days until Toronto.

I'm going to develop some sort of tic at this rate.

One (1) GA ticket for U2 @ Rogers Centre, Toronto, 11 July 2011.

ETA: My wondrous cousin got back to me to say that she and her sister will duel for the ticket and the winner gets to go with me. Or something, I was too busy squealing with joy/relief to get the exact details. All I know is I'll be seeing the lads and family (without having to sell an organ to afford the airfare, even!), so I'm damned happy.

Ah, Toronto. 'Tis been far too long since I've seen ye...

... I was with my friend Seana (no longer on LJ, sadly) in a teeny-tiny club in Buffalo, New York. We were there to see the Headstones, and when they came on, Hugh Dillon was mesmerizing. At one point he said to the crowd, "This is highly inappropriate - there's a little girl in the front row, and I'm about to sing a song about necrophilia."

Yeah, that was me. And yeah, I freaked.

I can't believe it's been ten years. I only saw the band another time, in August of the same year. Last I heard - via hammerhead22, I believe - the Headstones were long defunct, but Mr. Dillon had finally gotten himself together and had a new band. I hope so - that he's finally conquered his demons.




edited 4/28: found the scrap of paper with HD's exact wording jotted down

This quote from the Sherlock episode 'The Great Game' just kills me. I'm cutting for spoilers - character related, not plot - just in case.

( Sherlock's being snippy. )

If anyone is looking for a show to get into, I cannot recommend the BBC's Wallander highly enough. I've watched 3 of 6 episodes, and it is just...magical. They're based on books by Henning Mankell and set (and actually filmed) in the Swedish town of Ystad. Kenneth Branagh is so very human as the title character, utterly everyday and unremarkable, that you can't help but empathize with him.

Oh, and there's SWEDEN. When can I go to Sweden? It's been added to my 'must-visit' list. Perhaps when I go to Denmark and Norway and Germany...

*sighs*