it's about time for my arrival

yup. that's right. me. ms. b. fifth row. christina aguilera. and since i bought the britney tickets, she said these ones were on her. score. now i don't have to worry about spending my money on silly things when i should be focusing on issues a little more important. yes, i can't really put a price tag on spending time with the people that i love the most. but i'll never be able to quit my job and become the nomad i'm destined to be if i keep spending the way i've been spending. said the guy with three sets of concert tickets sitting on his dresser. and damien rice is coming around soon. i feel myself getting weaker by the minute. i need to look into visiting a couple cities in the late spring/early summer before i can really get my mind wrapped around the move. the move, i make it sound like it's a done deal rather than the wishful thinking it really is. i think that a taste of something new, something different would help give me the slight nudge that i need. school, job, place to live... eek. maybe i could just move somewhere and be a kept man. any offers? note to self, find sugar daddy.


i feel a slight cold type thing coming on. could be the five hours of sleep each night that i've been averaging lately. could be the random people who have sneezed on me lately. i'm not sure. so i'm staying in tonight to ward off the evil. i can't be sick for st. patrick's day. that holiday was made for lushes such as myself. well, that holiday and thursdays. and i have the new outfit to wear, i can't let my fans down. was that a snicker? anyway, so i'm kicking it on the couch tonight. i just finished watching mona lisa smile and i LOVED it. julia, julia and maggie. so good. and now i have an mp3 player to fill up, a new book to finish, and another flick to watch. we'll see where the night takes me. the possibilities are endless.