|Life Moves On.
||[May. 25th, 2006|05:34 pm]
The Faceless Man
I went to see 30 Seconds to Mars with Brandon and Marie (Brandon's new fiance) Tuesday night. Broke opened...good, but I don't remember much. Next was Keening...gayest lead singer ever, good crescendos. Then came Men Women and Children: An act from New York...good music, only modern rock band I've seen with keyboard on stage, awesome crowd participation, HIGHLY visual.
Around the time that it came for Mars to play, the lights go down, a blue search light starts winding around, and O Fortuna starts playing in the background. How fucking metal is that? Jared tried not to be hot, but failed. Their music is WAY better in person, and it's damned good on the CD...less electronic, more metal. I started an Encore for the first time in my life, and I informed Jared Leto of my desire to give birth to his children. Fun times.
So we've decided on Wednesday as our move-in date. We'll be in 145D in UPA for those of you who are interested in visiting...however, I can't make any promises on when we'll actually be there, since we'll be running back and forth gettin our stuff.
Hobo is gonna lend me his truck and muscles to get my bulky stuff down there, so if you spot a crazy hippie lawn gnome in Lafayette, be not afraid.
I need to clean my stuff up and get packing, but eager procrastination is so much more fun than actually getting things done.
So after rejecting my refund for no apparent reason, the IRS gave me bad numbers to fix my forms with, and ended up making me screw myself entirely. So they got to keep my $88 after I realized I was stressing far more than it was worth. God bureaucrats piss me off. And fuck you Carnivore.
Money is coming together somewhat, regardless of the IRS's shittiness...I at least have enough cash for the bills, and I can eat a lot of PB&J if worst comes to worst lol.
I'm gonna need to get a job near (walking distance) campus the very second I get there. Anybody know of any cool places that are hiring? I'm planning on doing it the old-fashioned way, but a tip or two wouldn't hurt.