This is for ME.
2008-05-13, 10:42 p.m.

Regardless of anything that's happened over the last few days, I'm sticking to my idea of going into hermit mode. I don't think I've actually spent any time on myself since September of 2007. That's a hell of a long time. The last time I had any significant amount of time off was when I had the flu. However, that doesn't count, as I was half dead for 2 weeks.

So since I have Thursday, Friday, and Sunday off, I'm going to start cleaning out my section of the garage like I've been dreaming about since winter. Once I get that done, I'm going over to my storage locker to clean it out. I'm so freakin' sick of paying $65 a month on that sucker. I will be rid of it. Damnit.

I think I'm just really tired of people right now. Well, with the exception of gorgeous Asian men and anyone who comments me here or on MySpace. I think I'm just sick of the face to face. I think it's retail burn out or something. I have to deal with so many people every SINGLE DAY of the week... I was actually starting to freak out at Frankenmuth the other day because it was so crowded on the sidewalk.

I have to work the night that EndeverafteR is coming back to The Machine Shop. I'm really sad about that. They put on such an awesome show.

I really need an Exies fix though. It's been 7 months since the last time I saw them---3 days before my birthday last year. I only have about 38 days left before I get to see them again. I need a Freddy hug damnit. I need to just lose myself for a few hours. I need to be smushed up against a bunch of other sweaty metal heads singing at the top of their lungs and jumping around like lunatics. I need to feel the pulse of the music vibrating through my entire body. I need to be there. I need it in order to live. I need to feel the chain that holds the crowd back in my fingers. I need to take a bazillion pictures to show them later on in the night. I need to spoil them with homemade chocolate chip cookies. I need to blow a bunch of money on all of their new merchandise. I need to be there when the bar closes and everyone is still stumbling around and they're counting t-shirts. I fucking need it so bad. It's so far away.....

I'm leaving now, and just for the record, it's really weird listening to alice nine. while writing about The Exies.

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