Ash came over earlier. We watched Trainspotting and discussed tabloid fodder and sketchy jobs on Craigslist. It was a nice night after cleaning for a large part of the day. Also, finished reading Breakfast on Pluto this afternoon. The book was significantly more depressing and sober than the movie. I checked out The Butcher Boy from the library as well, so I'll be moving on to that, maybe before bed tonight. We'll see. It may have to wait until lunch break tomorrow at work. Also also, transported the turntable, so it's now sitting on top of my dresser. I am tempted to listen to something before bed. It's been too long! It's just been sitting in the extra room for the past six months, and I've kind of been itching to listen to Rio for some dumb reason.
So,
this kind of sucks. Fake's first U.S. concert...at an anime convention in New York. I'm a little upset that I most definitely won't have the money to go, but whatever. I hope they get a good turn out; they deserve it. Although I have a feeling that, since they aren't super BIJAROO-KEY people may not be terribly interested, which would be a shame.
Maybe this will lead to an actual tour! I'm crossing my fingers!