Decisions.

Now that my days of going to concerts like every other week are over, I have to pick and choose about what I attend and I have quite the tough decision on my hands for my birthday.  Do I want to go to Emmure where I will die in the pit?  Do I want to go to Bam Margera and meet one of my idols but see one of the worst concert performances in the history of humanity?  Do I want to go to Ghost B.C. where I can easily be sacrificed to the leader of the underworld?  The decisions are too much.  Oh yeah I turn 17 in like three weeks.  Sweeeet I can finally get into rated R movies without having to sneak in.  That's really the only benefit to being seventeen but I'll take it. We'll see how 2014 goes. #yearofthefather