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My sister said today that she knows where my deviantart account is. So this is for her, because that possibly means she might check it today. Despite how inactive I am on here.

Like I told her before, I'm on tumblr now, but I've removed any and all links to my tumblr. Like I'm going to let her find it. Ha! Hilarious.

Because it's been a while, hasn't it.

Yes, I know, I haven't submitted anything lately. My account has been active mostly for favoriting things lately. But I've got a few things written on my tumblr. Don't go there. You will be scared by my latest nerdy obsessions.

Which brings me to my next point... less than a month until  I meet Norman Reedus and Sean Patrick Flanery!

In the time since my last journal entry... I've hated my job, continued to hate my job, went on a week long vacation, saw MCR live again, hated my job, quit my job, and got a new job.

So...

Yeah, my job at the bank basically kept getting worse, and I was looking for jobs, and then I had my vacation. I set it the week of the concert, and I had an interview that week as well. I didn't get that job, and I called out of work twice two weeks later for a job interview, and got that job. Now I love what I do, and I couldn't be happier being out Hell.

As for the MCR concert? Awesome, as always. Not as good as the Tower, but I think it was because there were so many Blink 182 fans there, I couldn't enjoy myself as much. It was also before the whole Pedicone debacle.

Aside from that, not much has been going on. Emotional issues, etc, etc.... writing a little bit more, participating in NaNoWriMo again.

How are the rest of you? Anyone left on Deviantart?

I just realized I haven't written a proper journal in months now, and so much has happened since.

I got a job, which I think I shared. It's for a bank. And I was happy for about.... a week, and then the shit hit the fan and, yeah. It's physically draining, it's mentally draining, and so not worth what I'm making there.

Anyway, what else happened in the months I've been "gone"? Well, ha! I went to that MCR concert! You know, the one I had been freaking out about. It came, it went, I died a little, but in a good way.

Lets start with the fact that it was the best effing night of my life. I got the day off from work (a true blessing, considering I found out the next day everyone stayed until 9pm for no real good reason, when they were supposed to leave at 6pm.) I slept in, I enjoyed my morning, and then I find out that I'm going to the concert alone.

Heh.... well, there was a little bit of a panic attack there. But somehow I made it to the venue and had the greatest time of my life. Gerard and I shared a few looks, I almost passed out, I bought merch, and I left before Frank came out to sign autographs. But I don't care, because the show was worth it. I was deaf for 14 hours. My throat was croaky for a week. And I jumped around so much my neck and back felt like they were burning for about 2 days.

But I'd do it all over again.
(Especially if it meant not going to work again.)

-I went to get gas today, and there was a stink bug stuck between the screen and the glass of the screen. It was dead.

-I love that I work in a building where I can look out the window and see an Amish horse and buggy go by.

-More than once.

-And on occasion, the Amish come in.

-There was a stink bug at work today. We killed it.

-God likes MCR. I think.

-SING was playing on the radio on my way home from the gas station, and when I went to bed last night.

-MCR just follows me everywhere.

-A girl I graduated with came into my work today. I passed her and went into the manager's office, sat down at the desk, and started working. (Completed my training.) I looked like I owned the place. I would love to know what went through her mind.