And another thing.. I'm sick. I've been sick for months, but I'm on a high cycle again. I think I have Lupus. Or the plague. Something that won't won't won't go away. It might have to do with my average, generously, of 5 hours of sleep for the past 3 months or so. My body is rebelling, as it should. I had a lot of juice today, and holy crap I just got two IMs at the exact same time. Isn't that weird?
No, it's not that weird.
The Fab Faux show last night was phenomenal. Those guys kick ass. Generally you wouldn't say all that much about a "cover" band, but gooooooooooodaamn. The second set had me head-banging and swaying and nearly in tears. Ah, yes, how I love good live music. When it doesn't hit me, I can get very restless and bored, but when it's right, fahgetaboutit.
There were interesting and funny things, lots of them. Erik was there, Dave and Cass and Erica, Luke and James and Patti and Liz and me. A great group, we had a blast. There were, as always, freaky people in the crowd that grabbed my attention when the music didn't. Always the guy in front of me who has no sense of common decency. The beautiful thing about music, though, is that when it stirs the soul, all of that fades away. I can have a guy backing into me, pointing at his friends over my shoulder, and generally acting like a big fat jerk, and I don't care. I just want to rock.
Speaking of.. It made me want to be in a band. I don't care if it's a bad band. I just want to make loud noises on a stage. I'm sure we could put together something that sounded like music. Even if we didn't, to hell with it, it would be so much fun. Either that or soap on a road. Or both.
Oh, and apparently I accepted a new job today, as a client-side developer. How odd. Things that seem like they're supposed to be major events in my life often don't seem important at all to me. I've been doing QA for 2 and a half years, now I'll do something else. And so it goes.
