True Bliss II

Sunday, June 20, 1999

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When we last saw our heros, they were being torn apart in the melee by rabid small children and their fiesty-ass parents. And now, back to the story…….

It was a very nasty crowd vibe, apart from the lovely woman with her kid on her shoulders standing next to us. She looked like a plumper, older Josie from Shortland Street. I would have thought that people would have been nicer, because of the kids around, but all the parents were SO aggro, wanting their little darlings to get in first, and all. Give me a mosh pit anyday. Although at least I was head and shoulders and chest above everyone else. Crowds aren’t really my thing. I kept giggling lots, because it was so mad to be waiting to see True Bliss – queing like I had nothing better to do with my life. Well, I guess I didn’t really, but still!

Eventually we got inside the doors, and I was so carried away on the spur of the moment that I found myself forking out for the CD and free poster. I’m not sure what came over me. But it was great. I handed my poster to the man at the end of the table, and he told Keri my name. So she was like “Hi Joanna” and wrote her name on her photo, all smiles – oh yay. Then I shuffled along to Megan. She flashed me a lovely smile and was like “wow, I love your necklace”. Gosh! Praise for a STAR! I almost wet my pants. Hahahaha. So I was like “thanks – my sister sent it from Melbourne – it’s a pain though, cos it keeps falling off”. She suggested I should super-glue it on, and I moved on to Joe. Fuck she looked absolutely stunning – lots of purple eye shadow and crystals glued everywhere. Me being the exceedingly funny person that I am, I told her I liked her name, and when she looked down at my poster, she started laughing. I told her she also knew my friend Jo Eaton from primary school, and she had a bit of a blank look for a moment, and then went “oh my god, that’s so cool”. Then she told me she loved my dress, and one of the other girls agreed, and I just about died. But lacking anything intelligent to say, I said “yeah but it’s got a ladder in it” and pointed it out to them all. Carly was like “oh, I know what THAT’S like” and I thought “eeeeeeeh? when would YOU wear polyester grandma dresses?” but I smiled politely and said something stupid, I’m sure. Last was Erika, who looked really stressed out. I asked her how she was, and she said she was really tired, actually. Poor lass. Fame must be SO hard. But then again, I know I’d go crazy if I had to be as nice to thousands of people as they were to me. Olivia gave them the URL for her fansite ( ) and Carly and Erika gushed over it. Apparently Megan commented to Simon that his lip ring must be good for snogging people with. If I was him, I would have offered her a go. Well, I’d like to think I would have, anyways.

Joe’s so definatly my favourite even more now

I giggled for like half an hour straight after we left – I’m not entirely sure what came over me. It was great.

Then we went back to Olivia’s house, and had high jinks with her web camera. Her spiders scare me. But all good things must come to an end, so Simon and I went home. We returned the RIGHT video tape to Video Ezy (as opposed to when he took in Clayton’s home movies) and picked up Chinese takeaways. The Chinese was really yummy at first, and then I wanted to throw up, as usual. Dammit all. I got all emotional watching the video for Blur’s “Coffee and TV”. Can we all say “awwwwwww”?

Then I watched “Romeo + Juliet” and got more emotional – it’s just a damn shame about the ads. Sniff sniff!

I love being a wuss.

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