I swear I don't mean to do it

But I'm a cougar. HAHA. I went to the Bouncing Souls/Loved ones show Thursday and was absolutely floored. It had been so long since I'd seen either band and I got such a high on life from that show. At the end the cute boy next to me says "I have to hand out flyers after the show, come see me my name's Dustin." So in my drunken happiness I spotted him outside and gave him my number. Come to find out, he's 21. Oops. I always did say as long as he could buy me a beer I'd date em. But now my 25th birthday is upon me (1 week exactly) and I'm feeling a little cougarish for even thinking about it. Doesn't help that I made out with a 22 year old all Saturday night to boot. I never claimed that I wasn't a makeout slut. I even lost an earring.

So Thursday Souls, Friday, Saturday, Sunday Berkshires. Sunday night Alkaline Trio. Needless to say I needed today off.

I'm being observed for the first time tomorrow to see if they will approve my placement or not. Fingers crossed everything will work out ok.