Oh yeah. Today is Friday. Friday is generally a good day. I am going in to work for an hour, then driving up to the NewB for a five hour long meeting. That’s exciting.
In other news, I’m going to see the RX Bandits tonight. Awesome band, and they’re playing with the Exit. Both of whom I love. Jenn is coming, as is Tony from Newark. It should be a lot of fun, especially since I now have people to goto concerts with. Concerts alone are great and all, but still…
This week rocked. Despite some nervousness on the part of Nellie, the GIM got 72 people. That is to say, for non-PIRG’ers, the first meeting of the year for Water Watch got 72 people there. The goal was 45, and considering the size of Stockton, that’s just fucking insane. It rocked.
I really dig the Smoking Popes and Duvall and Mike Felumlee. I think you should all buy an album of one of them. Duvall is the Smoking Popes after they broke up, and Mike Felumlee is the drummer from the Popes, with his own band. Nice relaxed rock. It’s fun to listen to.
Erin’s sick, and that’s not good. I really wish I could visit ye olde homestead soon. I would love to be able to see everyone. Getting a little lonely down here, although I’ve met some people in the area, and in Philly, so it’s not that bad.
I am a fan of the two to three sentence thing today. Not sure as to why that is. Probably because it’s still fairly early, and I don’t like to think that completely right now.
Time to head out. Woo.
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