I've been distracted this week. But my room is almost done now. The only thing left to do is to move all my shit back into the room. Yes, I get to try and move most of a freakin' house back into my 10x10 room. Whee...

Suffice to say, I'm throwing away a lot of stuff.

My parents are gone for the week, so I'm trying to think of what kind of trouble I can get into, but nothing's come to mind yet. I must be losing my touch.

And I'm going to the John Mayer concert tomorrow. And yes, I'm bringing an extra pair of pants, you bastards. And maybe a bat, to swing at all the teenyboppers. Stupid glitterati...