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[21 Apr 2006|04:43pm] |
I swear to you, I am working on that Pens recap! It's so difficult - there's so much there. I started it today and then went off and gathered all my game programs and tickets and made lists of games I've been to with tons of other useless crap (which I will, of course, post) and now it's 4:00 and I'm scanning pictures from Cleveland/MoS that are going onto my Flickr.
But tomorrow is Fall Out Boy/All-American Rejects, and that has got me 'jacked'. It's sold out and at my favorite soon-to-be-demolished venue, the Chevy Amp in Station Square. I'm sorry. I love Fall Out Boy. I like them a little more than AAR because their latest CD (thanks Jamie) is butt. And I don't have to pay for the tickets after all - they are a graduation gift from my auntie Lisa. So that's cool. Way cool. And now it's thundering, woot! Thunderstorrrrrm! Wait - airplane.
I blow-dried my hair for the fifteen millionth time (more like attempt) this morning, and it worked. It actually WORKED. I have that all-day-long blow-dried SHEEN. It looks good, the ends stayed flipped out (except for this spot in the front, but I can pull my hair back with my hands and it covers), and it's just a good day because of that. All I did was poof poof poof, all over, and dried the sides with this big-ass round brush that my mom got me, then shook my head, then blow-dried underneath, then went all crazy, and just got it totally dry. So we'll have to see if it works again tomorrow.
Anyways. Ahdunno. I'm excited for FOB. I'm excited for "Move Along" (AAR) and "Of All The Gin Joints" and "Music Or The Misery" and "Chicago" and everything else. Waaah!!!!
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