Sunday

I love music. I don't worship at church, necessarily. I get my spiritual needs filled at concerts. Symphony concerts, jazz concerts, and tonight, a rock concert. We saw Nine Inch Nails again and it was soooooooooooooooooo good. *insert inappropriate orgasm metaphor here*

The only bad part of the evening was the poor lady sitting in front of us. She easily weighed 300 pounds but had chosen to wear a short skirt and a black bra with a lace shirt. *shudder* She also had part of her hair pulled back in a blue scrunchie, which I didn't know you could even buy any more, and only served to emphasize the mousy roots under her auburn dye job. It wouldn't have been so bad if she and her lover hadn't continually made out the whole time, literally licking each other's tongues. SO..... WRONG....

Wedding is one week from today!!!!!! I'm trying to figure out how to get my dress on the plane.
I took the USMLE Step 1 on Thursday. It's over. That's the best that can be said for it.

I'm too tired to be more eloquent tonight. Time to go shower the pot smoke (not mine!) out of my hair and catch some sleep.