Shades of white

Hey, Australians, are any of you able to grab me a ticket to The Smashing Pumpkins concert? Tickets go onsale Thursday morning, and I'll be on a plane somewhere over the ocean then, and not able to purchase said ticket. The concert is the 15th of October and I absolutely have to go, because I have never ever seen them live, and the last time they were here I had to give up my ticket on account of my last minute plan to chase My Chemical Romance across the USA. America, quit cockblocking my attempts to see Billy Corgan, darn it!

Speaking of America, Gerard Way needs to quit LARPing in the desert and talking about dressing up like the Crow, so that his wife can use the computer. Plans need to be planned, Gerard! You and your friends can play your make-believe robot anarchy apocalypse after the grow-ups are finished.

And speaking of Australians, I am taking part in this super-excellent-glorious fanfiction reading at the Fringe Festival shortly after I get back from the states. It will be most awesome times! Everyone should come along! Audz and Erinna both nominated Salvage as the story they would like to hear me read, so that's probably going to be my contribution to the evening.

I'm... not the best I've ever been, brain-wise. But I'm surviving.