Normally, 6:30am isn’t that bad. But after last night, it’s rough to say the least.

I went to the Green Day concert last night. First of all, they fucking rock! If you ever get the oppertunity to go to one of their shows, do it. It was the best concert I’ve ever been too. I was a huge GD fan before last night, and an even bigger one now. What a great show. The playlist was a little suprising. They didn’t play Welcome to Paradise, Warning or When I Come Around. But they played King for a Day. And of course, most songs off of American Idiot. Great show. Thanks Brian for hooking me up with tickets!

After the show, we were driving home and Clay suggested we play poker. He has today off, but Joey and I have to work. This was at 10:30pm. I said that I would play one round of speed poker. Those games are over in about 45 minutes, and I would still end up getting home a decent hour. So when we got back to Clays, Rodney went home and Clay, Joey and I played poker. It turned out to be a good idea since I won 55 bucks, which paid for the hoodie and beanie I bought at the show. Of course after all the bullshitting and drawing for high card after the game, I ended up getting home at 1:00am on the dot.

So this morning I have no voice and I’m tired as hell. Bonus is that first thign this morning Wendy said she was going to McDonalds. So I have 2 sausage and egg mcmuffins and a hash brown coming. Good times.