4am forever

It's 4amish, so I'm using that.

What's today been spent doing? Well, since the last post the most I've really done is get Pepsi and pester people online. Being bored and having block sucks.

I can't believe it's already Wednesday. This time next week I'll be back down south and a day later I'll be back. I think I despise this time's commute more then any other due to only being here for a week and a bit and only going back for two full days.

I'm not even bothering to tell mum about it cause it's so short and pointless. Well it's not pointless, it's for 30 Seconds. I hope we see them again, if only for a flash of recognition on Shannon's face.

I've decdied not to try and go to GIAN, cause of the tickets being off e-bay for the day I want. Instead I'm hoping (if I have enough in the bank next week) to go to see The Used in Nottingham. Sure, they'll all likely be doing tours later in the year, but this is a chance to see three great bands all in one night with no shit support. When's that ever gonna happen again? Of course, it means I have to have enough to get a tee for each of them, but it'll be worth it.

All in all I'll need £60 for the trip, plus £17 for the ticket.

Course, I might end up stranded, but then I'd just wait around in hopes of meeting them. Also I've no idea where I'd be going, but I'll figure it out. I've done it before.

Tomorrow, of course, is both the day that decides if I go and is the only reason I really came back before 30 Seconds. Bloody Job Center. Naturally in the past few weeks I've done fuck all, but I've been sick and far away from here so what could I do exactly? My hope is they'll be nice and understanding (plus I did e-mail them to tell them I wouldn't be able to make it and why) but then again, they probably won't be due to their general stupidity and ughness (after all, it took twenty minutes just to make my 2 minute long appointment earlier last time, even though they were some of their people not doing anything). So I dunno. I'm optimistic. Mum's more optimistic and hope's the money's in their now. I know it won't be, but I'll check to humour her (though if it is I'll have to hide it from her).

It's her birthday soon and she wants a present. Gods what do I get her? Bah.

I'm not gonna bother sleeping tonight. I might write and finish the Russell Brand dvd cause the player went shit the other night. I might smoke too.

It's controlled by a wheel?

Yesterday my i-pod thing stopped working (strictly speaking it's an Mp3 player that looks like a pod and has loadsa memory). It's strange, but it died exactly like my last one did. All that comes up is the loading screen. Maybe I should send it off for repairs.

Due to it's deadness I've switched to mum's actual i-pod. It took me about 15 minute sto work out how to get it off Robbie Williams (she's obsessed with him) onto someone decent (MCR). Yes I had no idea it had a wheel. I've never used an I-pod before. I've never really got on with I-tunes so I never wanted a pod. So eyah, I feel stupid.

I guess I'm resistant to i-pods like I am to mobile phones (I don't need to use a mobile daily or need to have it with me constantly). To me, mobiles are now trying to be electronic swiss army knives when all they need to do is be a phone and text service.

I now have to put decent music on it (ie Enter Shikari, Madina Lake, The Black Parade, The Blackout etc) so I'll be back in a few with the lead.

Mikey's not on the tour. This sends off not warning bells but full blown sirens in my head. The last time he left MCR was due to depression at the Paramour (he hadn't left before or since then). Frankie apparently says he's 'on vaction' but during the middle of a tour? Seems unlikely. Plus Gerard was apparently sad about it.

Two parts

Today can be split into two parts. First is the pre-Job Center, then there's Job Center.

The first part's fairly ok. I got the game boy player for only £2.99 (which is good considering it's normally £20ish) and Muse's single plus thee Radio Times. Of course I also get the news I'd have to be here Thursday, so I'd have to come back next week Wednesday afternoon/night.

Due to no sleep last night I've been wandering around hav awake. Like a zombie, or a drunk who's lost a bet.

Then there's the Job Center. there's an obviously gay guy there that talked about Gay Pride here (which is during the bank holiday weekend so I considered going) and how it's one big festival/carnival.

Of course, then I got called up. The system is fucked. Because I missed one appointment (even though I contacted them about it my 'account' has been closed and I ahcve to do a rapid reclaim thing. This means I'll be getting a call tomorrow and then paperwork. Fun. It also means I'll have NO money for 30 Seconds (which makes me not wanna go at all) abnd I won't be able to see The Used. Of course because it's rapid it might mean that I'll be able to see The Used, but I doubt it.

Bah I'm so pissed off.

I hate the heat too.

I'm going to bed.