"We all know what YOU think, Smithers." - Mr. Burns

i need to start getting packed...as i have to leave to pick Jacques up from work in a mere 30 min...and i've done nothing as of yet to pack for my 4 days of rock'n'roll in Chicago...(the most time consuming part of packing will prob'ly be the cd choosing, sadly enough...) guh! my dad needs to fucking move his computer or get a fucking deck of cards and play them in some other room...i would like to listen to my music w/out these shitty headphone (which have this annoying staticy hum going through the computer...) in MY room...grrr...but he can't listen to "that"...(i'm feeling like such an angst-ridden teenager...but i like listening to music...w/out the RAWK i'd go insane, or something...) blah...what else was i going to blather on about? nothing? okay...i guess i'll stop now...

like, nevermind...

the second i sent that he left...so, as the Subject says, "like, nevermind..." i'm very much underslept...oh well...to the packing, so that the rock'n'roll 9 hr drive (x2) and the 2 nights of Low + 1 night of Godspeed You Black Emperor! & Bardo Pond will ummm...something...have me w/ them in a state of having well-packed stuff...