THE BEST.

Tonight was the Train concert. We were in the cheap seats. It was amazing. The cheap seats were actually an awkward second row side view. Cheap, not because of distance, but because of location. This was the view.

That included like, being able to see the set list. And talk to people. And BE ON THE SECOND ROW. But they were "cheap seats" because they were from the side and not the front. Side note: the roadies for Train are pretty cool people.

I am going to take a moment to inform you all about concert etiquette  Contrary to everything that you were ever taught in school, when you are at a rock concert you stand. And you scream. And you dance. And you sing. And it is amazing. However, the people behind us didn't seem to understand that. They sat there. Looking rather unamused. And very upset that my butt was in their way. Like I cared. Oh well. I'm over it. It wasn't a big deal. I was just shocked at the amount of people who refused to stand up. Or clap. Or be at all involved in the fact that they were at a concert. I mean, if I was on stage, and I looked out and saw those people, I would feel like I wasn't doing my job.

On a completely unrelated note, I GOT A DRUMSTICK. It was thrown in my general direction, and then it was on the floor, AND THEN IT WAS MINE. So yeah. My trophy.

YAY. And that was my night.


LOVE YOU ALL. SO MUCH. AND TRAIN. I LOVE YOU TOO. AH.