Texas Rez

And we don't want to keep people watching for two hours either! :lol:

Beck - Pay No Mind (Snoozer)

AT LAS! New Coldplay is sailing closer to our shore by the minute! :loveshower:

Someone give the Parrot a cookie! :lol: Anyway, yes, Siamese Dream deserves to be on my list of '93! Love that album. :dazzled:

I was gonna post something in this thread, but I wasn't too sure if it was related to the topic. :thinking:

Hello Marilyn! :D I'm glad you can join us. A lot of shenanigans happen here.

Don't worry, the school nurse asked me the same question a few months ago. :lol:

It makes me uncomfortable when my family creeps me on Facebook. That's why I left MySpace years ago. FB just HAD to come along... :lol:

Hello! Welcome to CPing! :nice: I hope you'll like it here.

It's like you predicted the future... :P

I said I was sorry the first time! :( That message was not for you, I swear. I accidentally clicked your name when I was asked to "select recipients."

Most of the weirdos I've came across are from the MKW forum... but then again, I think I'm a weirdo myself. :P

Neither do I. It just doesn't say "Coldplay" to me. :lol:

Yeah, I did. :P I'm dry on ideas and a Coldplay fan-fic with Rezzy in it was bound to happen anyway :lol: :nod: He died in a freak accident. Your guess is as good as mine. ----- 17-2: “Sexy Is Baaaaaack!” According to Tim, the doors to the Deaf Music Hall didn’t open until 7 p.m…. Tim and I were standing outside of the venue in the sunny summer heat at 3 p.m. with hopes that we’ll actually sell the ticket and that I’ll be able to keep the money—well, at least I think Tim wants me to keep the money. None to my surprise, Tim and I were the only people (I would’ve said fans instead of people but, well, you know I’ve already established one fact and that fact is that I’m not a Coldplay fan, so allow me to establish another fact; I’m only a fan of Chris Martin’s body.) standing outside of the venue so early. Tim was holding the tickets and used them as a fan to cool his face from the scorching heat. A couple who were wearing Coldplay shirts walked by us as Tim would stop them as he jumped right in front of their way, waving the tickets at them as if he were intending on selling them both. “Excuse me!” Tim said out of desperation to the couple. The couple stopped as they approached Tim. The heat must be getting to him, I thought. “Do either one of you need an extra ticket for tonight’s show?” “I would’ve bought an extra ticket from you if my child was born already,” the girl laughed. I’m assuming she’s kidding because she didn’t appear to have a baby bump at all. “Aaaw, you’re pregnant,” I said. “Will it be a boy or a girl?” “We won’t know until weeks later,” said the guy. “We only found out she was pregnant two weeks ago.” “Can we name him ‘Mylo’?” she laughed as she looked at her boyfriend. Immediately I thought about the Mylo—may he rest in his dorm room in New York—I know. “No.” He turned his attention back to Tim and smiled. “I’d hate to cut our chat short, but my gal and I need to make it to our 3:30 reservation at the Hard Rock Café.” Do they even take reservations? I thought. “Oh, okay,” Tim said in disappointment. “Thanks for your time anyway. And good luck with the baby!” “Thanks!” the girl smiled as she and her boyfriend continued their way down the sidewalk. So far, so bad after seeing how bad we failed at our first attempt at trying to sell a ticket. I spent the next few minutes pacing around a pouting Tim as my hopes for money in my pocket were gradually dying. Well, that was until Tim stopped my pacing with a loud “WAIT, STOP REZZY! LOOK AT THAT GROUP OF PEOPLE OVER THERE!” Upon Tim’s request, I stopped pacing around him and looked where he was pointing. A group of people suddenly emerged out of the blue. They were a bit too far for me to recognize them upon first glance so I waited for them to walk a little closer to us… well, a little closer to me. Tim ran to the group and was again waving the tickets in his hand as if he were intending on selling them both. I stood there, watching Tim socializing with the group. Seconds later, I could hear him screaming like a girl. I tried to convince myself that it wasn’t his screaming, but it was no good. I decided to run to Tim and the group to try to figure out what he was screaming so manly about. When I was finally close enough to make out who Tim was chatting with, my heart stopped beating, time stood still and the Deaf Music Hall finally lived up to its name. Chris Martin’s body was right. there; I didn’t care much about his fellow bandmates as I was too busy checking out Chris Martin. I could feel myself drooling—and I know it wasn’t my mouth that was drooling—from his sexiness. What do I say to him?! I frantically thought to myself. What do I even do to him?! Continues with 17-3 here...

Ivan

Oh, don't worry. I'm the same way. :/

Oh. :P :hug: See ya later!

Thanks for not going anywhere. :lol:

Cool I guess. :P hang tight while I e-mail some people

Since the last year or so when I was absent from this thread. xD

What did I miss in this thread. :lol:

hm that explains a lot

Did I miss something? :P

noooo I'm sticking with mah Texans.

wow I'm late on this thread Yup! :nice: Yeah. :P The whole MX artwork is what gave me the idea in the first place. I wonder what the LP6 artwork will have that might give us some ideas too! :lol: