Counting down...

It's Friday. Thank gawd.

Warn out. Wormed over...pooped. Been run run run, fun fun fun. But it's all good. But need to recoup.

Went out Tuesday. Went out Wednesday. Stayed up late last night. Need to sleep. Neeeeeeeed to sleep. Before die.
( Behold, the inner turmoil... )

...But soon I will have much craziness of my own generation. Birthday on Wednesday. I'm not thinking about how old I will be (not really; not in full), yet, and will let it hit me later. Going to party like a rock star at Transmission on Wednesday...I should get a shirt made that says "Kiss Me! It's my Birthday!" and see what happens...and then I have day off for sleeping next day! yay!

...and then next weekend, Vegas! VEGAS! VEGAS!!! And we do it true silly, Hunter S. Thompson, Dean Martin, Charles Bukowski, Swingers style. WAtching horrible shows on the cheapie, gambling, drinking, carousing, flirting, not sleeping for two days, and then driving back home.

And then too many concerts:
July 11th--Placebo
July 17th--John Mayer AND Counting Crows at Staples Center
July 24th--Guster

And then Comicon, and then Lake Tahoe, and then possibly another trip to Vegas, and then possible trip to East Coast (still in the pre planning stages), and then the 4 year mark for evil job and me being back on the west coast (*shudder*) then job searching (always job searching), and then lots more stupidity...

Counting down to the end of the world...yah.

AAAAAAArrrrrggggh...

DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!

I can't believe that I'm giving into peer pressure...I was going to stay at home tonight and do nothing...sleep, and paint miniatures, and be a restful, boring geek boy.

*sigh*

Be forwarned. There shall be a drunken/buzzed post later...

G'night kids. See you in the morning...