It's almost midnight and I really should be sleeping.. but hey, what do you know? I'm a damn insomniac. I haven't slept in 3 days. Come to think of it-- it's been ever since I had that dream where I was a fat biker guy at the U2 concert. Very scary. U2 said they were going to play 'Walk On' but when they started to play it was this demonic chant which started possesing everyone to beat the crap out of eachother. And fat biker me was the only one who wasn't being controlled by the music. So I had to run on stage and yell at Bono. That's probably one of those dreams I should keep to myself. But it's kinda funny.. in a dark humor way.. --- Music. How I love thee. You can't find me any happier than at a concert. Even more specific, the concert I was at tonight, Marc Broussard. It was the most amazing live performance I think I've ever seen. They just jammed a mixture of so many styles... blues, jazz, r&b, country... and it all came together so dramatically. And they were having so much fun. And they were soooo good looking. Concerts sort of have this power over me. That's why they are so good. I found myself dancing. Literally, dancing. And i rarely dance. Only when I'm alone.. yeah then I dance alot.. like a little kid... I also sing... and pretend I'm holding a microphone. That's probably another one of those things I shouldn't tell people. --- I see a theme! Things I shouldn't say, but will because that is 'so typical' of me. Plus, themes are fun so I'll go along with it some more... Cute happy couples who keep eachother warm during the winter and share cute kisses and tell eachother adorable things, you make me sooo mad. Sorry. I'm getting pathetic. I really am. Maybe I should pursue some interests. Like man.. at this concert tonight, I stood right next to this boy who intrigued me madly but i didn't say a word to him. Not a word! It makes no sense. I'm a loud person. I talk TOO much to everyone else, but I'm speechless around those certain few for some unknown reason.