I just got back home a bit ago and I'm too jittery to sleep for some reason.
I'm not sure what I can post at this time that hasn't been said, but for now, I'll just mention that I had been downstairs before the onslaught of fangirls came rushing down the stairs after the one security guard. I wasn't feeling well and there was no one down there at the time, so it was quiet, then 30 people come rushing downstairs and started the twisted backstage lotto. I finally went back upstairs when the reading in the theater downstairs let out, because if I *were* going to get sick, I didn't want to do it in the middle of everything.
Then later, I went outside and walked across the parking lot just in time to see Adam and the FOUR security people escorting him out to the waiting SUV. One guy was holding a spotlight on Adam as they came out, which seemed so odd at the time, but in retrospect, it was probably so they could see him clearly in case some fan tried something weird- not because he's a diva that needs appropriate mood lighting at all times.
To The Stage, I was standing right behind you when Adam signed for you from the passenger seat. At that point, I didn't think it was appropriate to like, throw a drunken tantrum just to get an autograph on my Chess poster. Well, at least not
again.
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never
knowing how
Updated On: 10/16/06 at 06:21 AM