So it looks like I won’t be attending the Sasquatch! Music Festival in Washington state this Memorial Day weekend. And obviously along with that goes the idea of a road trip to San Francisco down the sewage pipe too.

I’m probably going to Craig’s List the tickets I bought in a couple weeks (here’s hoping I come close to breaking even) and cancel the hotel reservations I made (and here’s hoping they don’t bite at me or charge me). All my friends bailed on the festival + road trip idea, bunch of lamers (you know who you are!). I think I liked it better when my friends were in school, they could all take time off much more easily.

This trip was supposed to be a rejuvenation, a rise from the ashes, the Rebirth from the monomyth. Alas it wasn’t meant to be. I’ll find something else then, for we all know tuae ipsius fortunae faber es.