|Current mood:|| chipper|
|Current music:||"Bust A Move" by Young MC|
So last night I was a total jackass... I go over to Claire's, and then Charlie calls (he's a buddy that is in college, so he was homebound for the weekend), and invited me to go see friend Mike play in Chantilly. Naturally, I was up for such an adventure. Alas alas, I had already said I would chill with Claire. She didn't want to go. I was a jerk and went. He tricked me into driving. Bastard. Post concert (slash singing in the bar), we had a wallmart adventure and then visited Mr.Green at the cemetary. I had a good time.
Back at the Claire Houshold circa midnight, we made kickass tshits! Mine read, "Rock my Socks, good!" and Claire's: "shake and shake the ketchup bottle." Good times! Her new cat is amazingly cute. She probably thinks I'm a major slacker b/c I've always been late in meeting up w/ her, and I bail out. I'm a bitch.
Today I have to write an essay on the marriage tax. Most def not looking forward to this in any fashion. Methinks I'll end up sleeping then shopping, then going to work. It's a little bit exciting to have to work today... It's going to be Butch Walker playing. Apparently, we have about 150 reservations b/c he has all these freaky followers that go to every show. From Texas. Well, it's going to be the largest show the JJ has ever had. It should be fun b/c I'll be working w/ my favorites and thusly have a blast. Party with Flann, Rob, and Lucas!
It's raining. Should be snowing.