Wow, I'm going home in less than a week. It will be the first time I've been back this entire time so it will no doubt be weird. I still consider Texas my home even though I swore to myself it wasn't.
Things I'm looking fowards to: Breakfast tacos, my dog, Fanta Apple, Mexicans, my room not smelling like beef jerkey or something else unexplainable, a real bathroom, Montanio Drive, my friends, driving a car that's not a Mercedes...ok, I'm not looking fowards to that, crappy TV channels, REAL FOOD, the heat, cigars, inside jokes that I haven't used in 3 months, speeches on why I'm so irresponsible with money, my mom doing everything I say,

Things I'll Miss: fast porn downloads...no, j/k. The comraderie of the third floor, Miss Tonya, the back shower, ESPN, Comedy Central, Family Guy DVD's, obscure music references.

Is it ok to be deathly afraid of flying? Because I am. And I can just see them going "I'm sorry sir, you don't have the right stuff, you can't board." and I'll be stuck her for thanksgiving, eating at a chinese restaurant with "It's A Wonderful Life" on a low rumble behind my head. I swear, I almost pee myself whenever the plane hits turbulence. Too bad I'm not old enough to drink or I would be downing whiskey like crazy in a feeble effort to calm my nerves. Maybe I'll sit next to a fat person and they can cushion me when the planes finally crashes in a field south of Little Rock. Ok, I'll stop.

I want to go see Hey Mercedes this Sunday, I got to find people to go with me...go vangrant cheapo emo! Any takers?

Hey, everyone who gets to go home before Tuesday...I hope it's so boring until I get there.

Wow, it's been a long time since I've written anything significant. First off...The Death Cab For Cutie Show. As one of the bands that has shaped my musical outlook these past years, it was an experience of great importance to me. They are my favorite band, bar none, and it was almost a surreal experience to see them on stage. I dunno if this is how cult worship starts, but I think it's along the same vein. They touched on just about every stage of their career, from We Have the Facts....To Transatlanticism. They played "Photobooth" which I had entirely forgotten about and launched me into an obsession with The Forbidden Love EP. Their set was 2 hours long, quite taxing on the legs. Madeleine had to sit down for a bit, her legs being tired from meetings all day. All in all, it was an amazing show. Was it the best I've ever been to? No, that's still reserved for Los Lobos, but it was up there.

Along the Ben Gibbard line...There are some songs that stripped of their gloss, are beautiful. I found this cover of "girls just want to have fun" by Gibbard that was just him and his guitar. Now it might be ironic that he's singing this, but the simplicity makes the song become something more than a Cindi Lauper vehicle. If anyone wants to have this song let me know, I'll be happy to send it to you.

Wheat was pretty good last night. Reminded me a lot of Guster for some reason. Imaginary Baseball League rocked, as always.

Mercury Program, Maserati, Appleseed Cast...awesome. You can knock post-rock instrumental all you want, I still love it. God, to be in a band like that.

Anyways, peace.