Lets maniacally giggle together

Part 1
Iggy Pop put on a concert to help raise money so he could go to college. Merchandise was things like Iggy drinking glasses, Iggy bowls, etc. "Don't forget to buy a glass! Help put me through college!" His hair was pretty strange and "My GOD, he HAS cut it!! D:" was my first reaction until I got close enough to see it as it really was. Mum was with me and, as Iggy had momentarily turned his back towards the crowd as he prepared for the show, played with his hair and informed me that it was only tied up into a knot. She was impressed by the silkiness of the Iguana hair. Moreover, she was gaining a respect for him which was completely unexpected, as she had no very good opinion of him after hearing about how he had sort of violated (in her opinion) her daughter.

Thinking of Iggy's hair reminded me that my own was less than impressive at the moment. It was stiff with hairspray, but not standing up as it should've been...but I hesitated in spiking it into the Ziggy because this was Iggy Pop, after all. I didn't know what kind of impression that would leave on him, and I wanted him to think well of me. Oh well. Spiked it into the Ziggy and was done with it. He had nothing to say about it and I don't think he even took notice! We had been talking for several minutes before he even realised that my eyebrows were gone. We spoke of music, life, etc., and then he asked: "You're not one of those easy girls who only pretend to be interested just so you could have sex with me, are you? You won't take your top off or anything like that, right?" and I replied with: "Oh, no! It's all about the music with me, man. I want to be a rockstar." And there I was, sitting on the edge of the stage, talking to Iggy Pop about my future and asking him for advice.

Part 2
Adam, myself, and a couple of unknown faces were driving around, trying to find a help facility for an old lady that had some form of dementia. She was with us, of course, but didn't say much and there were times when we forgot that she was part of our company. We wanted a fix and had procured some little blue softgel capsules along with instructions on how to use them. Adam and I had our chance and snuck off when the driver of the car had to pull over to fix a tire or something. I held the capsules in my hand and read the instructions, which we understood easily except for one (sort of important) bit -- each of us were allowed only half a capsule. More than half would've been too dangerous. We were puzzled and sat there for a few minutes in silence until I had an idea. I poked a hole in one of the capsules, squeezed out the liquid (which tasted of mint) onto my tongue, pulled Adam close and frenched him until I was sure the drug was distributed equally among us. Frenched him a little longer than I had to, maybe, but I just wanted to be on the safe side. Adam sat flushed and surprised before me, and we agreed that that was the very best method ever of getting high. We took advantage of every opportunity we had to be alone and had some hot makey-outy sessions, let me tell you. We wanted to go further and nearly had on a couple of occasions, but time and privacy were limited and we didn't really want to get caught, so we had to keep ourselves under control.

1. Fat Marc the Cookie being jolly and fat.
2. Lump-with-Star-and-Gunshot-Wounds cookie

I am red-eyed and frightening and you will all bend to my will.

Sister's kitten bending to my will. Mid-meow? No, it's really saying "The Krista, I worship you!"

Have this way cool video of sea dragons:

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