The last few days have been awesome.

Okay, in stark contrast to last week, this week has rocked.

The Dream Theater concert on Tuesday night was the single greatest concert I have been to in my entire life, and I have been to many, many concerts. They played so many amazing songs. The solos were incredible. The stage design was unique and visually stimulating. The lighting was incredible.

I don't even have a setlist. I wasn't able to focus that much. My mind was reeling from the whole experience.

Prior to the concert on Tuesday, I went and picked up my new weapons. The revolver is incredible, and I am even more happy with it than I expected I would be. The shotgun is the best shotgun I have ever handled, and has exceeded all of my expectations already. Money well spent.

Wednesday, we went shooting. My father actually came along and had a good time. It was a lot of fun. After shooting, we all hung out for a while, and then ate dinner together, before I had to hurry back to my apartment for sleep.

Work has been smooth today. Nothing terribly exciting going on.

I made a terrible mistake regarding lunch this morning. Sometimes, I will just grab a can of pineapple and bring it to work for lunch. Today, I did this, but I did not notice that the can I had selected was not the usual "pineapple rings" or "pineapple chunks" varieties. Oh no.

It was crushed pineapple, basically mush. I've managed to eat about 2/3 of the 20 ounce can. The taste is just like any other pineapple product, but the texture is just awful. It reminds me of the absolute most pulpy orange juice one could ever imagine, like if one were to strain the juice from 25 oranges, keep all the pulp, but only use the juice of 2 or 3 of the oranges. It is just ... pulpy mush.

With that said, I am still eating it. I will be victorious over the mush this day, I swear it.

Alison status update: diagnosis confirmed: Lyme disease. She's on new meds now. I hope she is well soon. I'm trying really hard to be firm on my philosophy of "if you love her, let her fly, and if she loves you, she'll come back."