For those that are daunted by the size of my journals, here's the Cliff's Notes. Feel free to skip the rest.
1. Got my license plate back, weird.
2. Got my Clapton tickets, yay!
3. Saw Kill Bill, had fun.
4. My body is still acting weird, boo.
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Ok, the mystery of the stolen license plate has only gotten weirder. Last night after my late night trip to Taco Bell, I come home to discover my lost license plate sitting on the umbrella holder thingy.
At first I thought it was my dad who had come and taken my license plate to move someone's car that's been parked here for a while, no idea who it belongs to. He owns a couple houses including this one, and I rent it, so occasionally I have to put up with lameness from him like the current remodeling he's doing to sell it.
Anyhow, he stopped by today so I casually ask him where the rest of the stuff was (the screws, the screen, etc). I figured it was the best way to ask him wtf is going on. He says he just found it in the mailbox and brought it in. The only thing I can figure is, it could have fallen off. But that doesn't make any sense, I've driven that car like 20,000 miles since I bought it 7 months ago, and it just suddenly now decides to fall off?
The more probable scenario is someone is fucking with me, cause I also noticed the always clever "wash me" etched onto the back of my trunk. Driving a black car, I've grown bitter at the fact that every time I wash it, it gets dirty again within minutes, or rains the next fucking day. So I've given up on it. Also a week ago someone stickered my bumper. I guess any of these three events seperated I wouldn't think too much about, but all three together has me all annoyed now.
I've been meaning to update my journal for a while but just not in the mood for anything lately, just been eating and sleeping, and doing an unusual amount of both. I dunno if I'm just catching up from lack of both during the regular week or what, but I'm just feeling so lethargic lately, ack.
I got my Eric Clapton tickets, and I think I was raped by TicketMaster again.
I bought my first ticket (for $99.80 after rape fees) and had the confirmation e-mail received by 10:05, after tickets went on sale at 10. I lost a few minutes refreshing the screen waiting for them to go on sale, which kinda sucks but can't be helped.
The point of this story is, I checked to see where the seats were, and it wasn't even floor level. So I went back like a half hour later, and tried a few different times to get seats, and all seemed to be better than the ones I got. Which kinda sucks cause I put "best available" in my selection every time, so I can only assume the software thinks mid-level side seats are better than floor level seats one section back. So I bought another one (we're up $200 now) and will probably sell one.
Here's the two seats as far as I could tell. The one on the left I bought at 10:05, the one on the right I bought at 10:45 or so. I guess neither is too bad, and the first one is technically closer, if I got it right. Still, I wonder if I had specifically asked for floor seats if I coulda done better.
I dunno, I'm being anal cause Clapton is probably the number one classic rock act still playing that I'd like to see. There's no point in seeing Zeppelin without John Bonham, or Floyd without Roger Waters, and Hendrix is dead, so yeah, this is about it for me. Also doesn't hurt that I consider him the greatest guitar player ever, living or dead
So yeah, I'm excited. Between this and the SG:B shows the same week, it's gonna be a good week.
I went and saw Kill Bill a few hours ago, I waited till now to get the cheap matinee ticket cause paying $9.75 to see a movie once seems obscene to me. But I got hungry before the movie started and spent $11 on shitty movie theatre food that I didn't even eat
and I'm hungry now yet again. My body needs to stop fucking around and get with the program already
I also forgot to bring my SG stickers with me, there's a Hot Topic at that mall I could've totally scored some points on.
Anyhow, there's a few other things I wanted to say, but I think you all are falling asleep after the first paragraph of my ramblings and bitchiness
so I'll save it for another time.
1. Got my license plate back, weird.
2. Got my Clapton tickets, yay!
3. Saw Kill Bill, had fun.
4. My body is still acting weird, boo.
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Ok, the mystery of the stolen license plate has only gotten weirder. Last night after my late night trip to Taco Bell, I come home to discover my lost license plate sitting on the umbrella holder thingy.

At first I thought it was my dad who had come and taken my license plate to move someone's car that's been parked here for a while, no idea who it belongs to. He owns a couple houses including this one, and I rent it, so occasionally I have to put up with lameness from him like the current remodeling he's doing to sell it.
Anyhow, he stopped by today so I casually ask him where the rest of the stuff was (the screws, the screen, etc). I figured it was the best way to ask him wtf is going on. He says he just found it in the mailbox and brought it in. The only thing I can figure is, it could have fallen off. But that doesn't make any sense, I've driven that car like 20,000 miles since I bought it 7 months ago, and it just suddenly now decides to fall off?
The more probable scenario is someone is fucking with me, cause I also noticed the always clever "wash me" etched onto the back of my trunk. Driving a black car, I've grown bitter at the fact that every time I wash it, it gets dirty again within minutes, or rains the next fucking day. So I've given up on it. Also a week ago someone stickered my bumper. I guess any of these three events seperated I wouldn't think too much about, but all three together has me all annoyed now.

I've been meaning to update my journal for a while but just not in the mood for anything lately, just been eating and sleeping, and doing an unusual amount of both. I dunno if I'm just catching up from lack of both during the regular week or what, but I'm just feeling so lethargic lately, ack.
I got my Eric Clapton tickets, and I think I was raped by TicketMaster again.

The point of this story is, I checked to see where the seats were, and it wasn't even floor level. So I went back like a half hour later, and tried a few different times to get seats, and all seemed to be better than the ones I got. Which kinda sucks cause I put "best available" in my selection every time, so I can only assume the software thinks mid-level side seats are better than floor level seats one section back. So I bought another one (we're up $200 now) and will probably sell one.
Here's the two seats as far as I could tell. The one on the left I bought at 10:05, the one on the right I bought at 10:45 or so. I guess neither is too bad, and the first one is technically closer, if I got it right. Still, I wonder if I had specifically asked for floor seats if I coulda done better.

I dunno, I'm being anal cause Clapton is probably the number one classic rock act still playing that I'd like to see. There's no point in seeing Zeppelin without John Bonham, or Floyd without Roger Waters, and Hendrix is dead, so yeah, this is about it for me. Also doesn't hurt that I consider him the greatest guitar player ever, living or dead

I went and saw Kill Bill a few hours ago, I waited till now to get the cheap matinee ticket cause paying $9.75 to see a movie once seems obscene to me. But I got hungry before the movie started and spent $11 on shitty movie theatre food that I didn't even eat


Anyhow, there's a few other things I wanted to say, but I think you all are falling asleep after the first paragraph of my ramblings and bitchiness

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