Are You Deaf Yet?

It's been awhile, hasn't it?

It has.

Back to listening to the broken record known as "My Internet kicked out again because the She-Beast didn't pay the bill for three months and neglected to tell me."

So here I am, over a month older, wiser......and fucking tired.

That's what I get for staying up until the wee hours of the morning, and then getting up at a semi-normal time. I daresay though, it was entirely worth it. Oh yes, indeed it was. You see, I ventured forth from my cave into a world unlike no other. Where (even still a self made outcast) the loud, the violent, and the utterly badass reign supreme.

Concerts are a glorious thing.

Yes, I managed to pull in my personal space bubble a few feet and cram my black clad self in amongst the non-moshing masses. That feat alone is probably worth a Polaroid. But anyway.

"Who was it"?, you may be asking. Or not. Meh.

Lacuna Coil and Rob Zombie.

The former being one of my favorite bands (whom I ended up meeting, and becoming the proud owner of an autographed poster) , and the latter, providing that big name, big show spectacle that everyone paid the fourty-some bucks to see.

Was it worth all the social claustrophobia and hours worth of ringing ears?

Yes.

But I don't want to see another person for a long, long time.