Breaking out

So, for the first time in a long time, I went to a show last night.

Well, was more like dragged by Karl. I honestly cannot even remember the last time I had gone to a show. I've let grown up life take over. I was pretty hesitant on going because I knew I'd be stuck hanging out by myself all night seeing as, as some people may have noticed, the group of friends I used to have before seems to have disbanded and now everything is filled with awkwardness and avoidence. Oh well, things happen I guess.

The show was really good, I got to see a lot of people I like a lot and havent seen, such as Jon Cen and Future Breed Dan which was nice. I had never seen coke bust, but they were great. Kids went nuts for basically every band, even vaccine, which even though Ive only seen them a few times, I had never seen before. Ive always been bored during their sets because no one is ever into them.

Today is my moms birthday which is nice, but it means ill never buy her flowers for it because of how much they cost week of Vday.

For the superbowl last week she bought a 55" 3D tv and in addition to that added a bunch of chanels we never had before. One of which has one of those tattoo shows on it. Kat Von D was on and my dad mentioned how many tattoos she had. My mom said she thought they were all disgusting. You know, the whole "girls with tattoos are gross" mentality.

Then she made a joke about how she bets I think that when I move to chicago I can tattoo my whole arm.

If only she knew....maybe someday.