vegas.
i’m going to vegas for a week to attempt to have a real vacation, where i shall lie around a pool having cocktails and not do anything else. except for the fact that i’m taking my laptop and will probably be working an awful lot from the room. but regardless, it’s vegas baby. and perhaps that will wipe the memory of today’s poopiness from my mind.
actually, listening to medicine’s “the buried life” is doing a pretty good job of it at the moment. why are there no bands even remotely as good as this around anymore?
addendum: two drinks further in. now i’ve going back to the source and am listening to the beatles, and admittedly, they beat the shit out of medicine as well. stay tuned for completely in the bag and singing the praises of beethoven!