she liiiiives

[fulcrums]

Isn't this 'headspace diplomacy' kinda Loverboy's thing? It's nice and all to finally get some friggin' attention after almost, what, three years, but where am I gonna go with five stupid grins and a Lady Getting Face? Seriously? This was poorly planned and you should feel bad.

Get some sleep, bucko. I'm crashing.

Comments

[onteamdyson]

I'm sensing a theme with things being poorly planned out up in there, but you're a heck of a lot preferable to that walking alien encyclopedia with ink. So you crashed? Feeling well rested? Still side-eyeing this decision, chica? I think your grins are just fine.

[fulcrums]

Really? I think the ratio is off. I'm more like 80% heartless monster, 15% cynic, 5% grinning idiot. I can't work in these conditions.

[onteamdyson]

[Ffff THE SASS! This is good. So good.] Will you be in your trailer, divalicious? Hey, look at it this way... the less sad-faces you make, the less reasons they have to fuck up your life with gruesome, gruesome torture. You should be grateful!

[fulcrums]

Ugh, you have a point. Hence our mutual buddy's sadface quotient being through the roof, am I right?

[onteamdyson]

He does have a lot of sad faces... way more sad faces than bamf faces. I think you just solved his entire problem. Wow. You really are the smart one.


Good thing his sad faces are hella cute.

[fulcrums]

I can't decide if that sounds adorable or sadistic. Not that he isn't kinda into that. As if we don't already know. [ Trololololol ]

[onteamdyson]

It's both. Always both. Adorably sadistic, that's me. Also, shut it. Am I allowed to tell you to shut it? Nope, don't care. Shut it!

[fulcrums]

Hey, I'm not judging, friend. It's cute.

And props for putting up with him.

[onteamdyson]

[Pointedly ignoring the CUTE comment and shrugging.] He puts up with me, it's mutual. Props right back for being a fellow lady drummer and all around badass, by the way. Impressive as all hell much?

[fulcrums]

Hey, right, I forgot, you're a drummer too. High-five. But if he tries to replace me, I'm kicking his ass back to Yonkers, let me just say.

[onteamdyson]

Pretty sure he is the least likely to replace anyone ever, but rest assured, your job is totes safe. I'm more comfortable playing to a crowd of ten than ten BILLION. And I think three of those guys were just there because it was cold outside... not because they actually wanted to hear Nate play.

[fulcrums]

Ahh, the good old days of no one giving a shit. Total respect, though, performing isn't easy. Kinda like jumping into a blender.

[onteamdyson]

That ... sounds awesome. [THUMBS UP! It doesn't. It really doesn't. That is a terrible analogy.] If by that you mean getting chopped up into little, painful, bloody pieces only to end up with a super tasty matcha-passion-fruit smoothie with a little umbrella stuck in there next to the bendy straw.

[fulcrums]

Of course I do. That's exactly what drumming for an hour and a half feels like. Except I'm more like peach-mango-gymshorts afterwards.

[onteamdyson]

With the little umbrella?! Bendy straw umbrella combo? Don't let me down, we're doing so damn well!