So I went to the Weezer concert. That was just great. The first group, whose name escapes me at the moment, was really cool. And I'm sorry if I offend someone, but that was the first time I heard Dashboard and they were WHINEY. That's all. Just WHINEY. In all caps. And then Weezer was great. They only played three songs I knew ("Buddy Holly," "In the Garage," and of course, "Island in the Sun") but they played nothing but songs I liked. I really need to buy their cd's. So then Bud flew through the crowd dragging me behind him, and proceeded to blast at anyone who attempted to cut infront of him in line to leave. It was almost funny. But once we got on the freeway (and we got to go to the bathroom) the ride home was nice. And the night ended with a rather pleasant surprise. I had a lot of fun, and I really enjoyed the concert. The lead singer is kinda cute, too.
So now my sister wants the computer back and I am totally craving Billy Joel after hearing "You May Be Right" at the gas station, so I have to go dig out my cd's and cd player, neither of which I have listened to since I started borrowing Troy's mp3 player. I need to put some B. Joel songs on that thing. Alright, so I am sure I will talk to everyone soon. Beef, I owe you a call, and I will get to it next week, I promise. (By the way, I still have your pic in my wallet and Bud took one look and said, "That's Beef." I laughed.) Anyway, later, time for bed. Well, BJ and then bed.