I entered a contest for third/fourth/fifth row tickets at a Who concert. I've probably got a snowball's chance in hell of winning, or perhaps a better chance of being mysteriously warped back to Woodstock, but I figure it's worth a shot, isn't it?

Something to be said for persistence, I guess.

I watched the Who on David Letterman last night. I don't like David Letterman at all and I felt like hurling the remote through the screen during the show. He gave about 10 minutes (maybe less) to Whatshisname and Anne Heche, but there was only two minutes of singing for the Who--not even an extra 30 seconds to pimp their album or anything. What the hell? No time to spare for rock n' roll LEGENDS? No fair!

But the song they sang was lovely, and they looked awesome. ♥ Much love for them, no matter how short a time they had.

I'm going to Dad's tomorrow. Dad and Karen have temporarily moved in next door--Dad couldn't stand living in the hotel, so he asked Brian if he could borrow the house for awhile. They're gonna start rewiring the house next week. I wonder if they're going to repaint? If they do repaint, I'd like to do my room in a green, yellow, and brown color scheme. I love earth tones. The steel-gray-and-lighthouses that my brother had before just wasn't doing it for me. I don't plan on spending much time there after I get my GED--after that, I'm frickin' OUTTA HERE, exploring!--but it would be nice to crash there occasionally on return trips.

Monday is the day I go back to see if I have to take any review classes before the test itself. And after the test, I get the damn diploma. Once I get it, I'm not stickin' around. I might go visit my brother in the mountains (or, at least, use that as an ulterior motive for hiking around the mountains until this time next year). Or maybe I'll go to my beloved, sweet Myrtle Beach and spend some time on the ocean. Or maybe I'll bounce all around the country by backroad and see everything I can! I'll just have to ask Mum to buy me a small tent, some wintry clothes, and a good pair of hiking boots. (I love my sandals, but I don't think hiking through the winter would really call for sandals.)

So many plans to make, such a short life!