Oh. My. Freaking. God.

[whiskyinmind]

I'm spamming. I don't care.

I just spoke to Steve.

He asked what I was doing on Sunday night, I said I had nothing planned did he have anything in mind? I asked how the gig went, I have no idea what he said, I said "you have to come to Glasgow next time!" He said something about how he'd already heard that and was planning it...

I don't know what I'm saying right now! I hope to hell Cat remembers this better than I do because I don't remember it at all!

I think he blew my mind when he said "so what are you wearing?"

From then on I have no memory other than me being on the floor in my kitchen. Seriously.

CAT!!! MARRY ME!!!!

Comments

[whiskyinmind.livejournal.com]

Hee! I absolutely sucked at remembering people's LJ names after Asylum so I only just made the connection between you and your LJ!

Absolutely - friend away!

I'm intrigued by the story of Chris's back and shoulders now - I know his arms are hella distracting as it is!

What was I wearing? Well... that may have to stay just between Steve and me...

[damerel.livejournal.com]

Oh, I know - it would be so much simpler next time if we forget all that nonsense about 'real' names, and just go with the LJ ones! *g* And thank you, new friend. :)

I'm intrigued by the story of Chris's back and shoulders now - I know his arms are hella distracting as it is!

Ah, sorry - not really a long story at all, just that I was standing next to Cat, Chris was standing next to us looking particularly lickable and sweaty, and she wasn't even LOOKING at him! She had spied Steve out of the doorway (I think - things at that point of the night were a little blurry). So I have a totally random picture of Chris's back, taken instants before Cat shot off like John Winchester out of hell to go and accost Steve.

What was I wearing? Well... that may have to stay just between Steve and me...

*snort* I still cannot believe he said that!!! Dude!