LOLLNo. I did wake up in Vegas a couple nights last weekend. That was lovely. I was there seeing NONE OTHER THAN MY FAVORITE BAND since I wasn't sure if I'd be able to see them in the later leg when they go to the bay area (I STILL don't know and bought tickets yesterday, lolololol). But it was amazing. When my family later asked, "Was it EVERYTHING YOU HOPED IT WOULD BE?" with more than a little sarcasm, the only appropriate reply was, "YES!" or "HELL YES!"

My aunt suggested I take my cousin to the Oakland one. I wonder if she's intense enough to stand in a GA line in which I am the weakest fan of all. . . Which, if you know me, might be a scary thing. . . I'm sure she would think it is.

In Vegas my stepdad and I sat in between some Canadians and some Americans that were on their fifth show. . . this tour. . . second in the US. . . Then there were us. It was our first time and we went ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE STATE! Oh, my.

University is treating me well, but like most other things, it helps stifle my creativity. I don't have much but scribbles and doodles and maybe a page or two of writing. Since creativity and I don't get along, I'm thinking I'll switch my focus from writing to linguistics. Linguistics are really cool, but here's some irony: I fail at using language. It took me a little too long to realize that my failures in French and Chinese were the same failures I have in English. Oops.

(Did I mention that there was a brief moment during which MY FAVORITE LIVING PERSON was MERE FEET DIRECTLY ABOVE MY HEAD? Mmmmm yeaaaahhhhh. Oh and I had FRONT ROW, BABY. . . )