Presumed to be awesome.

Yesterday had the potential to go down as a spectacularly craptastic day. I had one of the worst headaches I've ever experienced; it was day two of eating nothing but apple juice and herbs and what I really wanted was about a gallon of coffee and a real breakfast; I was going more than a little stir crazy in this house; and then the ex-boss went and upped his degree of assholish and completely unethical behavior to new and alarming heights. So, really, it wasn't a good day for me.

But then this happened:



(At 1:35) Adam: This is Tommy Joe. You like him? He's the bass player. And you wanna know something funny? He likes girls! Sorry about, but he also, he likes this:



And then Tommy sort of stalked him across the stage with his bass until he was sent back to his corner. *laughs* I have no idea what they were drinking or smoking last night, but they were all especially frisky. I approve! *g*

So, then during his encore of "20th Century Boy," Adam went and fucking one-uped Lady Gaga! Forget simple stage-diving! No, our boy decided to share the love with the audience, jumping down into the crowd, twice, to make out with random audience members -- first kissing the hell outa a girl and then going back down for a taste of a cute little twink that caught his eye! Gods, I love him so hard!



Um, also, please to be taking special note of the back bend and OMG the writhing at the end there. ( Gif for further study. )

Sweet jam on crackers that boy is bendy! And, holy smokes, his FAAAACE as he writhes around at Monte's feet! Um, yeah, I may need a moment. Or several. *g*

After setting the room and the entire fucking internet on fire, he tweets this:



Oh, Adam, no worries, bb. We are into it. We are SOOOO into it. *g*

So, yeah, yesterday got remarkably better thanks to Adam! :D