I served two asian men last night, and one totally reminded me of Jackie Chan. I love Jackie. Like, even his worse movie, which could easily be the Tuxedo, is great cause it's him. And even though it wasn't the real deal, and I still don't have a chance in hell, they did leave me a $15 tip.

It's days like today, when it's gorgeous out (it started out freezing) that knowing I'm driving to Woodridge to find out I won't be working tonight, just put a downer on things. Instead, I could be going to the Metro to see some punk bands with Dustin. Maybe score some compliments from cute punk girls on my Kate Moenig look.

Ah well though. I'll consider the small victory thus far, enlightening another with music. Man, I do love music, but I love it even more when I can show someone something awesome.

For a good time, direct connect to me sometime... hehehe