Too surreal. I flew to LA to attend the ROXY show; there was a mix up at the box office about my ticket. spent 15 minutes sorting it out. met forkdownthroat, ganamedeyes81 and babydolleyes (i think those are the screen names–fucking cool people). Where was everyone else?

The show was amazing as I was in the fucking front row…beats the lawn at Lollapalooza 95. You could smell Courtney’s perfume, she reached out and grabbed my hand and would not let go–my hand smelled like her perfume for the rest of the night. then later I pulled on the lace part of her dress. She looked so beautiful, nothing like the court photos. she is so pale and her body is damn hot!!!! she has a kick ass band and sam was just fucking brilliant on drums–hey sam, you snapped a pic right at me…where do you post your pics? i am the tall, thin chick with the green lace camisole and pulled back brown hair, remember you spoke to me!!

I spotted the following people there: eric erlandson, wrestler chyna (scary in that pink Dior bra of hers), probably a hell of a lot more, but too busy in the pit. ahh….the days.

Here is where the story gets really really good… About 7 people from kittyradio.com waited one hour for Courtney to get downstairs after the show. as she was one of the only ones left upstairs, i told the security guy to relay the message to her that her kittyradio fans were waiting downstairs. someone came down and said that courtney was scared to come down–haha probably to face the kittyradio crowd…finally she walks down the stairs and i hear her say i have to get home before i am in handcuffs again (or something like that)…then she comes out and says what do you guys want me to do. so she signed my hello kitty wallet (it was either that or my prescription pill bottle–not appropriate) and i talked to her about her perfume, whether she still wears vivienne westwood boudoir and she said that she still wears that and has the bottle around somewhere and that she was wearing fracas. i’m such a fashion junkie. she was really nice to me, however not so polite to others, but still she spent time with the hard core fans who waited almost an hour. She signed all autographs and said her “hellos.” she was surprised to see that we were still there and she was smiling. Okay, so then the “Courtney Classic Moments” occur…it deserves an Oscar. One girl asked for a hug, and courtney was like “hugs scare me, shake my hand” and courtney did make a few “courtney” comments to others, like calling fans “bitches” and rambling “die,” “get away” or something like that–and keeping names anonymous here. At least she spoke to her fans unlike a lot of other people out there. In all, the show kicked ass. as i was talking and around courtney, my friend waited at a table and the security guard gave her 3 confiscated cameras (since no flash photography was allowed)–about to go develop the pics!!!! And at 3:30am i was in a cab back to LAX, and now back in Vegas. about to head to sephora and get fracas.

I waited 10 fucking years for this. thanks courtney and kittyradio, thanks brooke.