Where the hell did this month go??? And where the hell was I while it was passing by???
Birthday sucked dick. I was home in bed with a migraine by 6 o'clock that night. What a way to spend a birthday, huh? I'm so pathetic. Not a big deal, really, the Vicoden helped kick it and by 10 o'clock, I was feeling better. Drama Queen and I watched The Hills Have Eyes together for the remainder of the night. Not a bad movie. Not all that I thought it was gonna be, but it was ok. DQ hid under the covers for most of it. Still haven't watched Hostel yet. Heard that wasn't all it was hyped up to be either.
Concert was awesome, of course. Someone that I had never heard of, Scooter Jennings, was the opening act and he was good, and then 3 Doors Down played and they were awesome. Lynard Skynard rocked the place, of course. I expected no less. They played several songs and then they had Scooter and 3 Doors Down come back out and sing Sweet Home Alabama with them and then they all went off stage like they were done, but of course, they weren't. They came back out and did Free Bird and it was fucking awesome. They took that little 4 or 5 minute song and just kept on playing it and I swear it went on for 10 minutes at least. It was cool as hell. We even got lucky because it had rained off and on all day long, but about 20 minutes before we got there, it quit and it never started back up again until we were well on our way home. We had stopped on the way down there and bought some rain ponchos just in case and we ended up sitting on them for a while, and then the guys rented some chairs for us to sit on. The only chairs they will let you use there are the low-backed beach chairs so every time I went to sit down, I felt like I was falling, but it was alright. Lots and lots of drunk stupid people, too. There was one guy that we kept seeing that was drunker then hell, walking around in his socks, carrying his shoes with one hand and holding on to his jeans with the other hand. And if he would have let go of them, they would have fallen off!! Too funny. And, I caught a contact buzz from the people behind us...Someone should have clued them in on the fact that weed is one drug that is better enjoyed in moderation...Not that I smoke it anymore, but you know what I mean. The one girl was so baked that she couldn't even stand up and she sat through the whole show just staring at her shoes. Must have been something fascinating about them. Anyways, had a great time.
Work seems to be worse than ever. I'm slowly going over the edge here and I can't seem to stop it no matter what I do. I had to cancel my vacation because I am short-staffed and I am getting absolutely no support from my boss or his office and I am on the verge of telling them to shove it. I have taken the same week off every year for the last 4 years and I always ask for it in January to make sure that I get it. So, I have had this planned for over 7 months and I have to cancel it because I asked for help over a month ago, and have gotten none. So, I am extremely disgruntled right now. Might even go postal on their asses.
Alright, enough bitching for now. Peace!
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Hey, PV, dear, can I call out something here?? (and I do this from memory...) If you're quoting the line from Welcome Home (Sanitarium), I think it's "keep him TIRED it makes him well" and of course "he's getting better can't you tell..."
I am always better tired. Ask my 72 virgins I got for being a martyr of metal!!!
Actually, I checked 3 different sources, one of which was the CD jacket from Master Of Puppets (with the song lyrics printed on it), and they all said I got it right. You may be a martyr of metal, but I am the Goddess of Rock! Do not doubt me, mere mortal!!
Just kidding...I actually did check 2 different places on-line for song lyrics and the insert on that CD and they all three said the same thing. I could be mistaken, but I did find it in print. ROCK ON!!!
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