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So I went to an AC/DC / KISS tribute band concert last night. It was a lot of fun, though they didn't start until 8:45, and I hadn't slept much the night before due to the fact that my friends and I stayed up to wait for the new year to come. I'm sure you can figure that I was pretty tired by the time it started, but I wasn't going to let my friends down and leave early, so we stayed until 11. KISS started out, and we thought they were just going to play a few songs and then AC/DC would come on. Wrong. They played for an hour and forty-five minutes before AC/DC came on. I wouldn't have minded if they hadn't taken so long. I was fairly sure that the friends that I went with wanted to stay for a few AC/DC songs, so I didn't complain about how tired I was, or how loud the music was right in front of the stage. Though I did have to sit down for a bit because my legs were hurting.

When KISS was about to get off stage, one of the guitarists pulled out a guitar from somewhere and broke it, then started giving the pieces to the audience. Since one of my friends was still in the front, my other friend and I thought she had gotten a piece of the guitar because the guy handed it right where she was. It turned out to be the lady next to her who got it, but my friend still managed to get a pick that they threw out during the show that said "Christopher". There are two reasons why I wanted to go back to the front where my friend was: 1. to see if she was still there and still alive and 2. to see if she got a piece of the guitar. I was a little disappointed that she didn't get it, but it wasn't necessarily her fault, because there were so many other people there who would have loved to get a piece of the guitar. Oh well. Maybe she can turn the guitar pick she got into a necklace!

We probably stayed for another 15 to 30 minutes there to listen to some AC/DC songs, then we decided to leave because it was getting late. We left at around 11, and I didn't get home until midnight. Dad was already asleep, so I just went to bed with Lilly, our new 6 month old kitten.

I'm taking the day off today to get some rest after the long weekend, and to regenerate for work tomorrow, even though I don't have to be there until 4. Still, it's a job that I really like, and the pay isn't bad.

Well, I'd better go now. Bye!