Late at night when all the world is sleeping..
*Steps off the tour bus and glances up at the hotel which will be my new "home" for tonight, sighing*
C'mon, Chelle. Move it.
*Gets a playful shove from my drummer and I stick out my tongue, following everyone into the hotel, up to our floor*
*Walks into my room and immediately plops down in the comfortable black chair positioned at the desk where the computer is located*
*Hits the "On" switch before double clicking on the "America Online" icon and quickly typing in my password, reclining in the chair slightly, swiveling back and forth in an attempt to entertain myself while I wait for AOL to open*
I hate slow computers. So much for what my manager referred to as a "lavish" suite... nice hotel, crappy computer... *wrinkles nose as the 'Welcome Screen' pops up and pulls my legs up onto the chair comfortably, logging into my journal*
Arkansas. That's where we are now, for our next show. You know, I've always wondered why you pronounced the "s" in Kansas but you didn't pronounce the "s" in Arkansas. *giggles to myself* Anyways...
It's really, really early and I should sleep, but I'm not exactly tired yet. Which is why it's the be the perfect time for me to update. Just to let everyone know that yes, Miss Branch lives on. *grins*
I don't have a show to do tonight and to be honest, I'm not even sure what I'm gonna do to keep myself busy. I'll probably end up cooped up in my hotel room, slapped in the face by the realization of just how much time sound checks, meet and greets and things like that truly take up. O.o So if you see me online, please, rescue me from my boredom and talk to me. Make me feel loved! AIM: miss x branch
*Pauses and glances around the room, my eyes landing on the bed. Suddenly a wave of exhaustion washes over me and I yawn loudly*
Okay. This is me, thinking that the bed is looking a hell of a lot sexier than the computer screen. Good night, everyone.
*Hits "Update Journal" before X'ing out of AOL and flopping into the bed, not even bothering to change out of my clothes and quickly falling asleep*
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2003-08-03 14:12
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*tilts head further more until it starts to look silly* Too good to s.. okay, Miss Branch, I never knew you felt that way! *presses palm to my chest* I'm insulted! I ca.. I can't believe it. *laughs and drops the hand down and slides it into my pocket* Kidding! And yes, what can I say about stumbling into your journal first? I like your music. 'Specially the new stuff. Yeah, they rock. And me, your favorite Backstreet Boy? Awww, Branchie you flatter me. I'll keep it quiet. Top secret. *winks playfully*
And hello, Miss Branch. Thank you for the congratulations. *grins* Wish you could have been there and serenaded us with some of your new romanticness. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread) |
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_nickcarter_
2003-08-04 12:14
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*chuckles* Me, somethin' else? That a good thing? *laughs and tilts head more 'til it looks obviously crazy, grins and straightes up again, finally* And hell yeah, your music's real cool. Rock on, guitar girl. And glad you like my solo. Nobody pays attention to it much, you know, but seriously I'm proud of doing what I am, this is a side of me I've wanted to let out since like.. forever. But anyway, thank you and I'm honestly flattered that you think it 'kicks ass'. *grins* And me, the heart-throb Backstreet Boy? *giggles playfully like a teenage girl, finally nods agreeingly* I am! Like hell yeah. *winks my right eye then winks my left, reminding myself of Howie when I do so*
I'd have wanted you there at the wedding if you weren't performing. *grins* Nick Carter wanted you at his wedding, he's the shit and you should feel greatful. *chuckles and raises hand and wiggles fingers in a wave* Later, Lady Branchette.(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread) |
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