i'm much too young to feel this damn old

My most favoritest band on the planet is in town this week for a two night run. As soon as tickets went on sale the fiance and I shelled out $35 a pop (not including ticketbastard charges which upped the cost significantly ...) and I was STOKED when yesterday finally rolled around.

I love these guys ... there is something about their music that gets me like none other, which is why I spent a significant amount of money in college traveling around and seeing them as much as humanly possible. Once upon a time we would drive to Ames (or some other pseudo-nearby college town), dance our asses off at the show, turn around and drive three or four hours home that night, and I would still make it to my first class the next day. So of course I figured I would have no problem making it to my 10:30 this morning, when the show was only 45 minutes away in KC. Only problem is, I woke up this morning feeling like I had been hit by a train.

I didn't drink much. Probably three beers over the course of seven hours. We didn't get home that late. Probably 12:30 or so and I was in bed and snoring at 1 a.m. So why do we feel like crap today? All I can think of is that my 27 years on this planet are finally catching up with me ...

It didn't help that it was about eight hundred degrees in the theatre last night. Add to that a few thousand sweaty bodies all crammed in dancing like there was no tomorrow and you've got a recipe for dehydration. The heat was stifling and by the time we left I was absolutely drenched.

Now its 2:30 p.m. and I'm trying to get motivated to head back to KC for night two. I am on my second cup of coffee and have a veggie burrito in my belly, so I think I'm on the upswing. But MAN, this is rough.

The good news is the show was awesome. How a band that can rock so hard at times can sound so beautiful at others just blows my mind. I have a short list of obscure Panic songs that I would LOVE to hear and they hit two of them last night ... I'm hoping for a few more tonight. With the entrance of Ironman and law school into my life, I hadn't had the time or money to see them in a while, and I remember why I love them so much. And I really really can't wait till we're out in Colorado and I can catch the annual Red Rocks run. I've been to Red Rocks four times and truly believe its just as good as everyone makes it sound. There is no better place to see a show.

For now I've just gotta focus on mustering up the energy to do it all again tonight!