so what if i like being sung to?

Gee... think i'm in love. Her name is Billie Holiday and her music is the perfect for when my worry-clouds are lifting. Today anyway. Saturday, Mardi Gras, only proved things to me (2 i'm going to share): yes, I still can act immature at times and when I begin to worry I begin to screw up. Just gratefull it wasnt' panic 'cause then i'd have stopped functioning.

Fall Out Boy thursday/friday - you know that I am going to be positivly super bubbly then crash afterwards on saturday. Such a shame no meet and greets for me - *sighs*. Still shall be awesome... recover then start a new job - man, nervous about that. I screw that up and 'boom' - did someone request a nuclear implosion?

A massive hug to all Fall Out Boy fans - and a kiss to all those not attending concerts,

Mishka