I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

I live near a park. A very big park. A park that also has a football stadium. And rock-concerts. And festivals. Which means that I can want to go to sleep early on a Sunday night, but Kiss has different views about that. Seriously though..Kiss..who knew they were even still performing? Wait, isn't that the band with Gene Simmons, the guy with the massive tongue? Oh god, I'll have nightmares about being licked by Gene Simmons now.

Yesterday I had the worst hangover in a long time. Which was to be expected since the Netherlands trashed France in the Championship and nothing says I'm really happy about that more than downing 5 liters of beer. (That's probably an overstatement, but I'm not exactly sure) Be that as it may, this hangover was definitely not helped by Tokio Hotel sound checking. Androgynous 16 year-old Germans..what's not to like?

Hey. They're playing I Was Made For Loving You Baby. That's kinda cool. But still..

Dammit! I want to go to sleep!