Section 101, row B. As hiphopatcong put it, if it were a hockey game, I'd be pounding on the glass. Pete's going, so now I have two and a half months to determine who else is going. Yeah, hiphopatcong convinced me to get four tickets.

I'm so fucking happy. I've been wanting to see Iron Maiden with Bruce singing ever since I was five, and now I finally get that chance, at a great venue getting to be right up close to the action. Fuck yeah.

In other news, hiphopatcong joined kikibird, runstaverun, and I for game night last night. For the first time in a while, hiphopatcong hung out in a social situation with me and didn't pass out early. More on this later.

Feeling: giddy
Listening to: kikibird trying to get her turtle unstopped