*is still hoarse and trembling from the concert*
I have to admit, I cream just a wee bit when I see those pics.
Those are the clearest and closest ones that I have.
Out of the other 157, only maybe 7 of them are halfway decent.
The other ones are just waves of light.
It's sort of funny though; I was complaining to my friend that
because it was such a mind-blowing show, it's such a blur
to me, and she said that I should keep the photos, especially
the blurry ones, because that's really how I remember it!
There were so many highlights, but I'll wait till you guys are
online and post in snippets so you're not stuck reading a big
block of text.
Mabel, sure I'll send you all my pics. I've posted a couple on
Interference (including these three, so it should be pretty easy
to figure out which user I am!

), mostly of Bono and the boy
(Jason) in STYCMIOYO. I won't be posting my crappy ones on
there, but they'll be in a folder I can send you. I even
printed out the times the song list was updated on Interference
and because my camera has a clock as well, I know roughly what
song my photos are from!
A couple of quick things before I go. (Should be back this evening.)
I wasn't in the bomb shelter. I heard two groups of girls yell
in front of me, so I know they got in. The bomb shelter is SO
empty. If everyone spread out, they could easily swing their
arms left and right and not hit anyone. I was really lucky and
when we were let in, I ran for side of the stage with the least
people, so I was one person behind the rail in front of the run
on the Edge's side.
Check out this pic from Interference:
It's not a very clear shot, but if you look around the
bottom/centre of the photo where the two security guys in black
are standing between the rail and the run, that's where I was.
Mabs, I got the tee-shirt with the V/peace sign/bomb on the front
(same as the kiddie shirt), but the adult sizes have the tour
dates on the back as well. It cost $30. I was going to buy a
different one for $35 instead, but especially after the exchange
rate, I couldn't justify spending C$45 on a tee shirt. The
waist of the kiddie one isn't so much the problem, but my boobs
were really squished in the top, so that's saying something.
Oh, and I mentioned this to Mabel already, but Adam really
was looking at me in that photo. The crowd was surging forward, but
more looking at Bono (who you can see in the bottom left corner
about to "bull charge" at Adam), and I was the only one struggling
to take a photo and I made eye contact with Adam, smiled and looked
into the camera screen, and he paused so I could take the photo.
*dies* Yeah, I'd sleep with him. After the photo was taken,
he bent down, took my hand and proposed marriage. I politely
apologized and told him he's no Bono. He's not even The Edge.
He might not remember that interaction, but I swear it happened.
Or some variation of that, perhaps in my unconscious state. Where's Ellie? Did she not make it back from Atlantic City?
Maybe she was chilling at the Taj Mahal and Trump made eyes at
her and swept her off her feet? *snort* Puh-leeze. That sort of
love is reserved for Adam and me.

We're
likethis now, you know.
*skips off, still on a U2 high*
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell