It’s all coming together now people. I knew I’d saved my vacation days for a reason. We’ve got a great big bonafide road trip coming up in September that just happens to encompass not one, not two, not three, not even four, but FIVE freaking Brian Jonestown Massacre shows.
Did you know there’s a woman I work with who travels all over with her girlfriends to see Bruce Springsteen? She told me she’s seen him something like 14 times in the last 2 years, though she was hesitant to give me a definitive figure because she wasn’t absolutely sure and she was on her way to 3 more shows the following week.
I guess I’m just trying to justify my wacky obsession. The idea of splitting town for a week and road tripping up and down the Left Coast just feels so exhilirating and fun I can hardly stand it!!
I’ve got nearly 2 months to bide my time and not shoot someone on the job. Truth be told, I’m dangerously close to cracking as it is; hopefully this not-yet-fully-formed 10 day vacation is just the shot in the arm I need to keep me going.
It’s no secret that I’m desperately bored and frustrated with my job. Ack. How it sickens me. But alas, that’s old old crusty news.
B & I walked a lot this weekend and it’s been great. Though yesterday I got too much sun and when I got home my face was the nastiest shade of scarlet. You know what? Aloe vera is a miracle to mankind. So is vitamin E cream. I have absolutely no remnants of a burn whatsoever.
Oh my god - as part of our September vacation, we’re heading up to Vancouver BC, which requires now irrefutable proof of US citizenship. My passport expired 4 years ago, so I had to buck up and get some pictures for my passport renewal. For fuck’s sake if they aren’t the most disgusting things. Holy fucking A. They are DISGUSTING. Nasty to the point of being kind of hilarious actually. I would expect no less from Sears Portrait Studio. LOL.