I come back stronger than a powered up Pac-Man

I miss Ren and Stimpy. They were class.  There's another one that's gotta be by the same people but I've only ever caught bits of it and have no idea what's it called.

Anyway...........that has absolutely nothing to do with anything.

I'm happy 'coz I'm going to see Muse in four days and it's the first time I'll ever have seen them live even tho I've loved them for about five or six years 'coz I never had any friends that liked them.  (I had friends obviously (and not just the voices in my head) but none of them like Muse.  *Thinks* Yeah I need better friends!!!!)  But now I do and I'm going to see them, and not even the complete and utter drivel that we get force fed as support on the Saturday can prevent me from bouncing up and doing and going 'eeeee'. A lot.

Then! The week after that I'm going to see Aerosmith at Hyde Park, which aside from obviously being uber awesome and unbelievably epic in itself is also cool 'coz I'm going with an old friend who I didn't talk to for two years. But we made it all up earlier this year and it's all shiny and good, and I'm really chuffed 'coz she was the person I first saw Aerosmith with about a gazillion years ago, so it's a full blown nostalgia thing. Which is always fun.  And I also get to see Chris Cornell which I'm really psyched about as well.

AND!!!!!!!!!! If that wasn't enough I boughted myself tickets to see 'Prophets play at the Astoria in August, which I totally couldn't afford, but see Ian Watkins or eat? Well, it's priorities isn't it!!!!!!! ROFL. 

I had never seen them live before last December (again lack of friends with taste) and so I have YEARS to catch up on, and I'm doing pretty well I think. :D

All of this in itself would be lovely and glossy and happy inducing, but there's more.  My family has grown a bit more today.  Two lovely boys who were dumped on the pet shop. Found a home, then were bought back again and are feeling unloved and worry that they smell so they live with me and my small(ish) army of fuzzies now.

This is Hiro

And this is Isaac

I keep saying I'm not going to get anymore, and then people have rats with sob stories, and I'm a sucker. :D