My day's been up & down but mostly good I think. Kicked it off with a mix - 200 pictures of Mombasa plus an ordeal with Ticketmaster. If I had my credit card right now I could get tickets for far away, but I might be resigned to staying home. They had to email me to drive home the point. Looking at those pictures makes me fall on my face though. "Were we there? That's amazing." I have never seen some of these pictures before. I have to thank them thousand-fold. Then ate like 7 pieces of dessert while visiting my gramma. I am restless every day now. I need to write more & do more. (I am unsure if it's the wind-out-of-my-sails that could happen after a great show.) I need a challenge, I need to make bets. The only thing I could think of was betting Ty who would miss class first - starting now. But I just promised my gramma I would miss class Tuesday to help her get to the airport. Maybe at the end of this semester. I think about my grade 11 science teacher asking "are you comfortable staying home on friday night, or do you have to go out?" Yeah, I do. I'm feeling anxious. I'm pretty jealous of Ty's awesome night out. One of those things that worked out perfectly. And how the phone kept cutting out on Jess & I, so I just went home. We have a date next week, but if it snows, who knows if she'll remember. My Aussie friends are right. Muse are way better than they get credit for. I kick myself for not being at the Burt that October night - especially after Hysteria came out as a single - & being at the last show at the Wpg Arena instead. I'm not one for nostalgia. I should live in Europe. I wanted to play the drums to get it out of (or back in) my system tonight. Regardless of who's here. I couldn't do that to the family though. Dad's upstairs with Susan watching West Wing. I might make nachoes soon. I don't feel hungry, but haven't eaten. He says there's some sort of tribute show at the Zoo tonight for Randy Booth, who's from the Pas & there might be some big names there. Like, guys from The Who. According to my sources there's a touring band there tonight, but I guess he's already called them & asked. Sounds cool. Oh well. Travelling is supposed to save the world. My next adventure starts a month yesterday. It turns out there's a bunch of stuff in this city I have still yet to do. I have itchy feet. I spent the day planning my next way out, and dreaming. I'm so restless, but there's so much I could be doing. I'm planning for routine. Ugh. I know I didn't say anything since The Cat Empire but it was really very good. I haven't listened to anything but that album So Many Nights until tonight, which makes it about a week. A week of straight listening. They had the energy. They had the crowd participation. They had the thirst. They were way more jazzy than I'd expected live - going into long instrumental jams & really downbeat mellow stuff, just to pick it back up with the horns & pounding keyboards. You need the lows to achieve the highs. I wish somebody would invite me to a concert. I'm tempted to go to Cowboys tomorrow, just cause somebody asked. I need more beautiful things in my life. My life needs more beauty. I love things that seem impossible. , Starlight. *I just found a blog called Live Fix (formerly Live Exhaust) that breaks down live music. I may have found a conversation I've been looking for.* | 
