I was up late last night.


I sat for hours watching CNN, and then the comedy network, sitting with a page open, trying to write a blog.

Last night I was in an odd mood. I was feeling pretty empty, and I was just sitting here writing part blogs, and then deleteing them. When I get like that, I tend to revert back to writing the same old blog, whining about my life. Crying and looking for pity. It isn’t very becoming.

I actually make a real effort not to post that stuff, I feel it makes me look weak. Or lame. It’s a part of who I am, a part I don’t wish to be there.

Tonight is the Brand New show, I got tickets for my birthday. I think that in the future I will have liked that I got the chance to see Glassjaw once, and even Brand New. That said, a part of me would really rather it be Head Automatica playing tonight instead.

I suppose I better get into the shower and get ready, I don’t have much else to say.

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