Saturday, May 14, 2005
the words are scribed on every page and now there's books up on our shelves.
My level of obsession with Quinn varies with time and since like...last November or something until 2 days ago, it was low. But now it's back up to full blast because of a picture (of which i would post at the end of this post) and about this quinn lookalike. I want to talk about this lookalike i saw in two gigs who look exactly like Quinn. Seriously. I hope to God he doesn't read this blog (like he could find it. bwahwahaw). So here goes. The first time I saw him was at the Fall Out Boy gig in Swansea's Escape Club on the 25th of February. I was outside, q-ing to get in and my sister nudged me and said "Hey, Is that Quinn?", i think my head almost snapped from turning around too fast. Fucking hell, he did look a lot like Quinn. He was walking with a girl, probably his girlfriend. I had to double check to make sure it wasn't him. Now that i think back, i can't really compare the difference cuz his features are all so Quinn. He had that tousled bleached (or real blond) hair with a straightened moppy bangs and messy (possibly and most probably waxed), stickingoutinalldirections hair at back. He was also tall (like i imagined and approximated Quinn was when i saw him during the show) and skinny that he had to stand in this slouching position. Fucking hell, hawt. Then he looked like he knew he looked like Quinn (it's as annoying as when a guy knows he's hot and expects people to bow down to him) and that just annoyed me so i didn't bother looking at him anymore.
Then during the Silverstein (HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE I SAW SILVERSTEIN EHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH AND VIDEOTAPED THEM, FUCK YES) gig last Tuesday (that's 10th May if you dont know), quinn-lookalike was there! I gawked again hehehe, then i kinda just stared cuz it was cute, he was with his friends and they just looked like they didn't know where to hang out. Then he stood near me when Silverstein first played and i looked up at him, he stood just the way Quinn does. I almost wanted to go up to him and told him i'd pay him like 15 pounds if he'd just pretend that he's Quinn and we'd make out so i could tell everyone that i made out with Quinn. I seriously wanted to take a picture of him but my fucking Connor makes a sound when he take pictures. Although i brought a camera, i dont exactly want the fucking thing flashing right in front of his face right. Then when i went up front to videotape Silverstein, i looked back and saw his face and fuck, i almost dropped my videocamera cuz he just looked THAT much like Quinn. FUEHGIUHGWEOUFAWH when the gig finished, he wasn't anywhere in sight so that sucked.
The next day, when i was at uni, surfing the net, i checked my gmail and there was an email from Wifey. And and and and in it was attached Quinn's NAKED picture. Okay well, not really naked, like torso naked (i think he still had his socks on). I still have the window of the picture open since 1130pm (it's now 3:05am). I let out a little squeal. For real. My eyes were watery from biting my lips too hard. I think i had a fucking orgasm. HAHAHA. That was when the obsesion level ranked full up. FUCKING HELLLLLLLL. FUWHGWEUGHWEGUIWEHGWE.
Oh and I actually had the
Oh and picture. :) I'm going to cream in my pants again.

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