My heart is under arrest again. I love the music I have been listening to. I have been listening to music a lot lately. More than normal to be honest.

I am excited to be seeing Iron Maiden Thursday. I have wanted to go to one of their concerts since high school. Now's my chance. I had plans to go to Tom Petty, but I'd much rather see Scott Weiland on heroin. Fucking smack. I want to snort some fucking smack. Fucking a-right. Then there is the Foo Fighters in July. I'll be there for that, no doubt.

I must admit I am happy where I am at now. I got another raise, this being my second in under 2 months and I am going to get another raise before next Friday. I'm making more than some of the people who have been working her for over 15 years. My boss told me to always look busy, even if I am not. They told me to walk around with a notebook, even if I don't have a reason to. Funny shit. My bosses have some plans for me. They think I have more to offer and want to put me in sales. Quite the compliment really, but I'm stuck up and already knew I had it in me. I really want to travel more. I'd love to be able to hop in my car and take a drive out west. The only thing thats holding me back is the price of gas. With the way my job is going, it looks like I'll be able to go pretty much wherever I like. Call some businesses up near somewhere I'd like to visit and go for the sales pitch. Company pays for my gas and my car and I make them money. I'm okay with a sales job that requires travel. I'm 22 and single; thats perfect for my bosses and perfect for me. I'm thinking I'll probably just stick with this job. They're making a crapton of money through government contracts. I'll live modestly and pay my loans back. I already have a bunch of cool electronic gear. I have just about all the big things I can think of.

I looked at BMW's with my father over the weekend. I'm honestly set on getting a 5 series. I looked at a 2003 540i. I liked. I'm figuring I'll be in the market come the end of summer.