Someone told me I’m just reeking of confidence

Right now I am sitting in an office looking at how beautiful this day is turning out to be and bemoaning the fact that I don’t get to have my face rocked clean off tonight by the sweet sounds of Strung Out, Thrice and Atreyu. I could feasibly make it after work and check out a few bands, but that won’t really be any good for helping me pass CASB. I am not honestly sure what CASB is thinking scheduling a test in the middle of second quarter reviews, Stampede, prime vacation time, and Warped Tour. All I know is that I have no love for the people who did it. None whatsoever.

I will console myself by listening to the playlist I have made up of all the bands I would be watching over the course of the day, and heading down to 8th Ave at lunch to leer at girls, much as I would have done all day at the show.

Peace.