ergh.

i am really fucking tired. and achy and just over all not feeling good. and i think i know who is to blame.

really good weekend. really good week for that matter. and instead of staying home and sleeping off this vague yuckiness that i'm feeling, i went to yet another concert which left me feeling even yuckier. not because the concert was bad. just because...well...i think i needed to sleep.

ben kweller was definitely not as good as i was expecting. the boy is talented, and i'm sure he'll go far, but that sound just isn't my thing. the anniversary was aight as well - though kind of the same reaction - good, but not my thing. i was impressed with dashboard confessional. good interactions with the crowd. it appeared that the singer guy was having some voice problems, but it was remedied by the fact that the crowd knew every word and sounded quite nice singing for him. they were very good live - but once again - not my thing. nnothing to hold onto. nothing to drag this passion out of me.

so yeah. i think i'm going to bed now.