All the thoughts fit to type at the moment

[evilhippo]

The following thoughts are on a repeating loop in my brain right now:

- Whether it's a net negative that I've been liking albums that turn up in Grammy nominations and bands that are playing huge venues now (as a corollary: whether I'm getting old and uncool.) I want to see the Black Keys! I kind of want to see Bon Iver but you did not just see

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[apple_pathways]

OMG, the Black Keys are on tour?!

I want to see them really, really bad! (Carrie, don't let your rampant hipsterism hold you back! Clearly, this is a band that must be seen.) I'm trying not to get my hopes up too high, because they are playing Joe Louis Arena, which means the concert will probably be 1. expensive and 2. crappy.

MUST. START. FICS! This is about that time of year when I lament signing up for too much crap, and my brain rebels by refusing to produce words for stories I know I could write in an afternoon if only I could just sit down and do it!

le sigh.

You're going to kick grad school's ass. End of!

[evilhippo]

Not yet, but they will be! (The date in Chicago is in March, I think.) But yeah... your reasons 1 and 2 are the same as my reasons for not wanting to go to UIC Pavilion... they've already moved it to the United Center. Which is... where the Bulls play. Yeah. Totally not doing that. (CRAP!) Unless my boss's season tickets count for concerts (which I know they do for some venues), in which case... maybe if I make doe eyes and... I should send him an email. Or if my cheerleader workmate gets discount tickets...

Apparently my brain is only happy with ideas that don't fit any of the prompts I have (not even the things I want to write as treats!) Sigh. I'll probably be in the chat today, if you want to do some mutual shouting-at/cheerleading to get writing done.

[apple_pathways]

I may make it in there tonight, as my plans for tonight are looking like they'll wrap up early, due to one friend inviting her grandmother, and another choosing to stay home with her sick boyfriend. (I was not aware she was dating a child unable to care for himself.)

WHAT HAPPENED TO MY YOUTH? WHY CAN'T I FIND FRIENDS TO STAY OUT PAST 8:00?!