http://www.rubbermag.com/news/0610/061019_02n.html

*shrieks*

*hyperventilates*

*shrieks again and passes out*

*coughs and gets up*

ANYWAY. I'd do just about anything to get one of those tickets. I pray my copy has one of them. Of course, the universe seems to be set against me achieving any of my dreams, but I can still hold out hope.

I got back from the fall festival at Rockfish. It was pretty cool. I didn't do much--there wasn't much TO do--but I did win a little necklace from a tic-tac-toe game. It was shaped like a fishhook. No, I'm not sure WHY it's shaped like a fishhook. But it's nice.

Talked to some pretty cool guys while I was there. One of them worked there--he suggested trying to apply pretty soon if I wanted to be a counselor. Now comes the golden question--hitching trip or summer camp? Tough call, man, tough call.

Then there was some guy with a music system. I chatted with him about music. One of the bands sounded like AC/DC. I mentioned that and he said, "Well, this is all Christian music." I replied, "Well, I didn't figure you were sitting around here playing 'Highway to Hell.'"

The last guy was named Jeff, and he was cool. We shared costuming tips, chatted about Halloween, and played with the fire. I liked him. He was nice. He said he was going as the Big Bad Wolf and shared tips for modifying a mask. (It's kind of weird--I had a dream about a guy in a big bad wolf mask last week. I'm sure it's completely unrelated, but I still thought it funny.) I wonder if he'll be there tomorrow? Not like he'd chat with me again, I suppose.

Back to pining away for one of those golden tickets. *whines*