Came to the sudden realisation that it was past six o'clock after having wasted the day doing pretty much fuck-all, hurriedly got ready, changed my underpants, doused myself in deodorant and was ready to clean my teeth and charge out the door - only to realise, upon checking Facebook, that the gig I planned on going to has a ridiculously early start, with the first band (the main one I wanted to see, partly because I am friends with some of the members) starting at 6:30 and finishing at 7:00. -_-
Apparently, according to a post on the event page, the start time had been pushed forward due to some licensing restriction BS. And yet they still want fifteen bucks entry?! Man, fukk that. I'm not catching a train for a short distance and then walking for an even shorter distance and then paying ten dollars just to catch the very end of my friends' set at best, before most likely having a brutal anxiety attack due to lack of sleep and general deterioration and leaving before seeing the one other band I know on the bill. They are pretty good, though.
...Yes, you caught the "lack of sleep" part, right? That is why I am (I think) even less coherent than usual.
Or maybe everything I am saying makes perfect sense and I just can't tell. I dunno. I think I'll go buy a 4-pack of Monster. Not sure why I had to go and wreck my sleeping schedule still further just before NYE when it's going to get nuked to oblivion anyway. Gah. Oh well that's what pingaz are for I suppose.