..and you're the unreachable star...

it seems like all I do anymore is work. and to make things that much more annoying now that I changed the (stupid) index card on the spinning balloon to say "119 days til balloonfest 08" I know I'm going to be here even more. By next month I will be pulling 6am - 8pm days- only difference - this summer I'm salaried so I won't be happy about it.

Last night: This Is Ivy League at the Knitting Factory. Amazing. I didn't doubt for a second it wouldn't be good...I just didn't let myself count on it being AS good as it was. The only real drawback was the blonde chick in front of me who seriously almost got my beer all over her when she and her drunk friend wouldn't shut up. Obnoxious drunken behavior = not cute. remotely.
The New Jerk Times were highly entertaining as well. Too bad most of the kids in front of the stage looked like they'd rather be anywhere else. Apparently they  missed the memo that (should have been issued and) said "tonight's music will not sound even remotely like Cobra Starship". I actually heard a girl near me turn to her friend and ask "When are they gonna sing?"
The Mood wasn't bad. The Knitting Factory tends to have really shitty mixing every once in a while so I bought the fairly cheap CD to give it a spin and see how I like it when everything doesn't sound mish moshed together. My problem during their set was that if I didn't see the keyboard on stage I wouldn't know there was one. Same with the fact that they had 2 (possibly 3 I was at a band angle to see) guitars on stage and it sounded like there was one really loud guitar. If you have that many intstruments you need to differentiate so that it doesn't just sound like a lot of noise.

Let's see what else happened last night...finally met (however briefly) an internet 'friend' whose opinion on various matters I actually respect (firstcrush). Very cool chick. Got to say hey to a couple of other people I haven't seen in a while both before the show (it's amazing who you run into at penn station) and after the show. Still pretty sure Alex "hates" me (unless it's just my complete and total lack of overreaction around him that throws him off lol).

Just got final word yesterday that yes I will definitely be able to attend Bamboozle this year (yay for comp'd tickets. I'm so fucking broke it's not even funny) and I will apparently also be attending MCR at MSG (not so much with the comp'd tickets but my friend has fairly cheap tickets and her boyfriend can't go now). So yay for that.

It's now 10 to 11 and I have a stack of stupid busy work on my desk that I could probably do with my eyes closed. Supposedly we're getting an intern (from New Paltz who is majoring in Creative Writing...who majors in creative writing?) mid-may to take the stupid mindless stuff off my plate. At the same time - last summer I had almost nothing for our intern to do (except answer the phones - which is great 'cause I hate that) until July because if I gave the intern work then I had nothing to do then I got yelled at. "Researching pop culture and how it will effect our Festival" as an answer never really goes over very well.

So 119 days til the Balloon & Music Festival. Which means it is 134 days until the Seafood, Craft & Music Festival (this itty bitty festival my boss does on the side out east in Sayville -- good eats though). Which means it is about 143 days until I've been on salary for a year. And then I can say "Bossman, I need X amount more money (I'm shooting for a 10k raise...which will still put me damn near the poverty scale with all the loans I have to pay back) because I will be 25 this month and it's nothing personal but I can not afford this anymore" and when he says that there is no way he'd be able to do it (not even his decision ironically) I can say "ok...then just so you know I'm sending my resume everywhere."
And I shall do that. And I shall get a "better" job. Depending on the job I'd work for even less then I make now. I just hate this so much and I can't stand that I'm truly miserable 93% of the time I'm here. It sounds like mindless complaining but when you spend 80% of your day: playing mediator between your boss and the only other person you work with, typing dictated emails, doing no free thinking work and the 20% of your day answering the phone or twidling your thumbs TRYING to look busy you'd be ready to scream too.

So yea - This Is Ivy League. get the new CD. They're good dudes. and if you're on buzznet chances are you know this and you've bandwagoned already.