live 8 is this weekend, and the only acts i’d be willing to put up with 1 million people for is the dave matthews band and def leppard (i am afterall a child of the 80’s). i’m debating… do i go into the city or not…
it’s a sucky line-up.
although stevie wonder will be there, and i like him too…
something tells me to stay home and far from the madness. security will be tight, it’ll be hot, and there is bound to be stupidity lurking…just waiting to cause problems.
why oh why can’t i be close to hyde park instead of the museum of arts?
ah well, i still have to catch up on sleep and cleaning and begin studying for the exam. it’s still up in the air, but most likely, i won’t go.
i’m giving myself a week to relax and be totally lazy. i go to work, go home and sleep. watch a little tv and sleep some more. by the middle of next week, i should be donning the running shoes again and going to the gym. i don’t exactly feel fat, just unfit. and that’s an awful feeling. it makes me a little cranky.
i need to go bookcase shopping. too many books and not enough room. perhaps this weekend.
june is almost over. the month must have been wearing hermes wings.