... no, not really. Just extreeeemely hyper from the post-concert-ness!
The concert itself was great. At first I thought it would suck since when we go there, the line already went around the grate. But... We used some connections and managed to get into the front of the line!
Spent the entire time jumping up and down to the sounds of Thursday, Hey Mercedes, and Saves the Day. The lead singer of STD (Chris) made my day with his usual seductive hip-motions... too bad he's married/engaged. :( But at least the lead guitarist is still as cute as ever! (and it helps that I (accidently) grabbed his crotch when he crowdsurfed)
I was wearing my P.A. club t-shirt to the concert tonight (the one that says "got pride?") over a red sweater. It was fun! Funny how Emo music attracts so many gay guys... in the front row alone I counted 7! Matt was asking me if he could ask them to have a quickie with me which I (tentatively) said no to.
Speaking of which, before leaving for the concert, Matt came early so that we could "spike" his hair. I thought he wanted serious spikes so I was trying my best to spike em... but apparently he just wanted it colored and gelled. -_- It was fun playing a hairstylist though.
Also, on the ride home (after being so completely hyper) I was stuck in the back seat with Matt next to me. Started to get sleepy, so I decided to use his shoulder as a pillow.
Is it a good sign that I fit perfectly into his side?
And that his cologne's still clinging to my shirt.
Oh well, I can dream. ^_^
Must talk to/ annoy Barto tomorrow!
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