Mood: angry, depressed, and sorta bleeding

Hey there kids. CJ here to let you know the disapointment that filled in my Friday night. Well, first of all, let me get off to a good start by saying in work today I lost my SNHC Badge and punched the wall until my knucles blead. Afterwards, I was excited it was the weekend. I left at 3 via the L.L. Shuttle. I decided that with an hour and a half before I was supposed to meed the guys, I could waste some time at Harvard Square. I went to NewBerry commics and saw that they had Dresden Dolls in stock. I then went to a store across the.....hallway?.....that sold nothing but fantisy/sci-fi books. I bought the 3rd song of ice and fire book by George R.R. Martin (and its not weird shaped Matt) as well as a book I have heard talked about called Enders game by Orson Scott Card. After this I took the train to NQ and then walked to Chucks house. We met Mike at Wolly T. We then met Mike and Bill at park st. Went to the curry student center and got dinner while watching the simpsons. Played pool for more than an hour (I did some of the most amazing shots even though I didn't mean to) before I found out the Dresden Dolls would not start playing at 8:00, but instead would start playing after the movie (Cabaret[crazy cool movie]) ended. Showed the guys around campus and then Met up with Goodale. Goodale ate some dinner while I showed the rest of the guys the Dresden Dolls web site (Mike was impressed). Everyone left except for Goodale and I. Long story short, I left at 11:45 and they still hadn't started playing yet (and the brain jobs in charge decided it was a good idea to play a christmas story). I was rip-shit and spent the rest of the night feeling sorta bad and bitching to Goodale in his nice Pontiac Grand Am (Because there was no one I could bitch at in AfterHours [there were waiters, the band, and a security guard....I almost felt like asking for a costomer evaluation form]). At the end I got home right as my sister got home, and got to talk with Geno a bit and give him a flyer for Chucks show. I talked with her about her day, checked my emails etc, and then wrote this to you.
Woh, what a load of crap, and its only friday.

::Usually you only see a band on stage, but I actually got to sit next to them as they watched Cabaret and ordered steak and cheese subs::