Tonight, I have plans to see Cowboy Mouth in concert for the first time since the November fiasco. This morning I was partially dreading going because the memories from the last concert were bitterly burned into my brain. It doesn't help that someone I'd prefer not to see or be seen by is going to the show as well. Hopefully that person will have plenty of other people to talk to and not notice/bother me or Erika.

This morning I didn't think I'd care if I missed the show, but as the time gets closer, I'm looking forward to the show a little more. However, if I did miss the show, I wouldn't feel as bad as I did last week when I missed the Avril Lavigne show? How sad is it that Avril Lavigne is above Cowboy Mouth now? Wait, did I actually type that? I guess this is my coming out moment. Yes, I like Avril Lavigne. I must now turn in my testosterone card.

I'm sure once the show starts, everything will be great and seem back to normal. However, I don't think I can ever get to the fanatical status I had throughout 2007. I suppose that's a good thing as it saves me some money, but it makes me sad as well. It's like when something happens that pushes you and your best friend apart. Eventually you get over it, but you never re-establish the close bond you once had with that friend. This is the first step of moving on.