Friday night's the big night...can't go into specifics b/c dumbasses follow lead so easily.  Anyway, I got to conjour up forty bucks for the trip; I don't know, though: Trotter keeps babbling about mentally preparation and all this shit.  Really, I just wanna sit back and relax when it hits, hopefully it's good, unlike the dro, which didn't do too much.  Let's not forget the unfortunate two nights one of which is gonna cost me fuckin seventy-five bucks.  That's gonna suck.  Worried about school; I need to go to class.  Hey, I'm just lazy, but I think I can make it tomorrow.  Some reason my internet seems slower now, which sucks, but oh well.  It's kinda been on the skits ever since the start of the semester.  Getting better at guitar, working on some really basic sweep picking and rakes, but it's gonna take some time to be up to speed, if that day even comes.  Or if I fail miserably at my own dreams...it will be a while...but I'm waiting, even if it kills me...which it might...