nah, i love my friends. but some of them need some better taste in music. i found out a few weeks ago that bob dylan–yes, BOB DYLAN–will be playing at convention hall in asbury. for those of you that don’t know, convention hall isn’t very big. i’ve seen everyone from green day to taking back sunday there. the place is decent size. perfect size to see BOB DYLAN. so naturally, i wanted to go. turns out i couldn’t find one person interested in going with me. not one. ok, well my sister is sane and loves the guy, but she will be in aussie land by then. basically, i don’t know what is wrong with people. i should have just sucked it up and went by myself. would have been worth it. even if i did look like an ass, i could say that i saw bob dylan. and not from a mile away sitting in crappy seats with people who don’t even know the lyrics. ugh. for the record, this partly ruined my summer.