She wants to live in magic America...
On the way to the show last night, the radio was playing "Love Reign O'er Me" by The Who. Interesting, considering it's off of Quadrophenia, which I just saw the night previous. I really should give up this aversion to dancing I have. I just feel like a big spaz trying to move to the music. But the ladies enjoy dancing. And I should too. I mean, I dance at home sometimes when I'm alone, just cause my body responds to the music. I just feel stupid doing it in public. Ah well. The show was pretty good, we got there around 10:30, and no one even went on until 12:15. Koma was spitting fire as always, but the guy after him, Scitzo, was pretty tight too. Some white chick (not a Wayans Brother) named Lyric was on after, and she was *all right*, but it was close to 2 by that point, and I did need to get up sort of early today. I guess it was a date. It felt like one. Then again, I don't go on too many dates, so I don't know. Neither of us really have overlapping free time until Sunday, so time's going to drag until then. Oh well. My parents are coming up Sunday during the day for Mother's Day, so that'll be a good time. Oh, and I still hate my job and Jack Black.