Where is my mind?

I wanted to make an update spanning the entirety of this trip, but I am nearing a relaxing, long bath and am unable to think at the moment. Now if you are wondering why I am unable to think, or if it isn't obvious to you (moron), I will be most happy to tell you. Yesterday I was in the presence of pure and incredible greatness. His name is Jesse Lacey. He is my god and his songs are my bible. I was no farther from him than my screen is from me right now.

-Grace Read has a truly beautiful voice, very nice. Her piano skills and sense of humor aren't lacking either.

-K-Dev is, well K-Dev, which is funny and great.

-Jesse Lacey is... ah.

Their powers combined create CAPTAIN PLANET! No, I'm only kidding, none of them had hair that even resembled a glowing green mullet. They did however, create one hell of a tour and I am ecstatic for Friday, the last stop on it.


Oh and fyi, Brand New, or should I say Jesse Lacey, has some of the most lame fans this side of Texas.

I'm just waiting for these damn tickets to go on sale. It's driving me crazy. I'm paranoid that I won't get any because there are so many different times they apparently go on sale. I'm thinking that more than likely it'll be two here when they finally do go on sale. Funny thing is, that's what time I go into work. Oh well, so I'll be a few minutes late for he first time. I'll say that a doctor's appointment I had ran too long or something along those lines. BK can suck it if they have a problem with that.

Other than that I'm not doing anything, except loving my wonderful new mac book.

Oh, last night Cupcake bit Noel on her eye again. She was bleeding, but everything looks fine now. I think Noel has learned this time because she growls at just the sight of Cupcake, where as before she acted like nothing ever happened.

I think my noodles are done. I'm going to go eat them.


Edit: So I just took a metaphorical shit on my manager. I called off 45 minutes before I was due to come in. I would feel bad, but it isn't like she hasn't shit on me either. I am getting those fucking tickets. Actually I did puke and I do feel like shit, so it isn't total lie.