I can barely talk right now
Frank Turner concert last night was fucking amazing. Seriously I would marry that man in a heartbeat. It was just... fun. Upbeat as hell, screaming along to every fucking song he sang, drinking really shitty beer with one of my best friends and not caring about looking like a moron. Awesome. Seriously I cannot say enough good things about what an amazing performer he is. He played most of the songs I wanted to hear, and shit he closed down the show with a singalong version of Somebody to Love. I think it's going to be a long time before anyone tops this show in terms of level of awesome for me. My throat is fucking shredded and I can barely talk without it hurting, but I really don't give two shits about that.
Oh, and I got an extension on my contract that keeps me employed until December 8. Then to save on paperwork and bureaucratic bullshit I have to take at least a week off from working for the department and then I'll be re-hired in the January for the spring semester. Getting that news in the middle of the roommate bullshit that has been going on was a fucking godsend let me tell you.
Oh, and I got an extension on my contract that keeps me employed until December 8. Then to save on paperwork and bureaucratic bullshit I have to take at least a week off from working for the department and then I'll be re-hired in the January for the spring semester. Getting that news in the middle of the roommate bullshit that has been going on was a fucking godsend let me tell you.