OMG YOU HUNG OUT WITH NEIL GAIMAN *dies*
i kept seeing dresden dolls signs downtown, i didn't know he was here too.
definitely the best wisdom teeth true story ever
(sorry for the tragical ending though -- feel better)
wow. fabulous and surreal start to the new year! what a venue. which poem(s) of yours did you have in mind?
I wasn't entirely sure, though I was thinking of two poems I've written about long-distance relationships. They seemed appropriate considering the couple.
oh, what a pity you had to wade through all that pain which must have totally spoiled the Gaiman experience for you. Also a pity it kept you from reading him some of your own stuff, since I hear that he can be pretty supportive to new writers.
I definitely would have liked to have spoken to him a bit more, but it's been 72 hours since the dentist, and I still can't speak very clearly. My tongue is swollen, my lips are bruised and the corners of my mouth raw, and it still hurts to swallow.
That must have been surreal. :)
After my wisdom teeth came out I watched Ghost in the Shell, and I'm still a little scared of watching it again because I think I hallucinated most of the movie. Mind you, I was sick constantly and couldn't keep the vicodin down long enough to dull the pain for the first day. Had to get a shot in the bum.
I hate Vicodin and related painkillers. They usually take me down really quickly--even when I had two broken elbows, I preferred the pain to the pills.
This time? Even two haven't been enough to put me to sleep. Each time I start to doze off, I wake myself up by biting my tongue and drooling.
Ugh, I'm sorry. It does pass, but never soon enough.
(also, Snoopy icon horribly inappropriate and cheerful. Sorry)
fabulous and surreal. i hope your teefs are feeling better. xo
Good times were had by all; I really hope your enjoyment wasn't completely ruined because of the unfortunate circumstances!
You were a real trooper!
I wish that we had more pictures to commemorate the evening. Instead, all that I can really do is wave my arms around and insist that it was all very magical.
I concur! Pics or it didn't happen, right?
So glad you rallied to go. I'm glad you were able to enjoy it too. pretty amazing. He really loved it, btw. All three of them did.
This story is dually awful and totally badass*.
*Even if Amanda Palmer is racist and ablist and I think Neil Gaiman deserves better, though probably only because I don't know about whatever fucked up shit he has probably said himself.
I am sorry you are in such pain and I hope you feel better soon and heal quickly.
But, you will totally be able to top anyone's New Year's story, no matter what, in perpetuity. That's practically like having a superpower.
And I thought I already had a great NYE story--from 2007, when I decided in the middle of the night to kidnap my friend vertexnormal
and drag him to NYC with me for the holiday. But, yeah, this was more surreal. Also, more painful.
Wow,how did that come together? Pretty awesome. Glad you mustered up the fortitude to do it.
My friend whittles
has known Amanda for years and toured with the Dresden Dolls. She sang with them on NYE at their show in SF and called me the next morning after Jason Webley (the other half of Evelyn Evelyn) suddenly found himself tasked with putting together a bachelor party for Neil that night. Originally, I said no, since my mouth was actually full of blood when I answered the phone, but I rallied.
funny, Jason and Amanda were topics of discussion in the house the other day. You definitely had one of those odd David Lynch moments. After working beside Jason, one Summer Music fest, I kind of wanted to ring his bell with his accordion. Not so much now.
Sure. I kept it locked to protect their privacy, but if he wants to see it, he can. Otherwise, you can just send him the text.
Yeah, it's been publicly announced now, so you can open it up.