Thrice + Circa Survive

A couple of weekends ago I went to see Thrice and Circa Survive at the House of Blues at Mandalay Bay. It was awesome! I went with this guy in my ward with a bunch of his buddies, they were there for Thrice and I was looking forward to Circa Survive.

Circa Survive was amazing. Anthony Green was entertaining and reminded me more of a ritual dancer, but has some awesome pipes. Pretty sure they are a new favorite! I love it!

This guy I went with was the one who introduced me to Thrice, I liked them as soon as I heard them and tried to cram as much of their music into my brain before the show. It's interesting to hear their earlier stuff compared to the music they just released a couple of weeks ago. It's always nice to hear good music and real musicians. Their music is complex and the lyrics are thought provoking. Totally rad stuff.

All in all it was a fun night, but who would have doubted? The guys I were with were funny, they were the ones in the crowd starting all the mosh pits and creating all the chaos. I was totally proud.

On to the next ...

first injury of the season

OUCH!!

I ran and slid to catch a foul fly ball and soon realized that the dirt in Nevada is hard and rocky, I'm just glad I caught the ball! It was kinda cool to see so much blood gushing from my leg and it was great to see the reactions from everybody who saw it.

I'm not sure the picture gives it justice, in the mirror it looks a lot bigger, but it is a lot redder in real life. And it hurts like a mother!! I'm keeping it wrapped so the scar won't be as big.

Last night I called a girl in the ward who plays on the US National Rugby team and who is an athletic trainer (she's seen much worse) and she fixed me up pretty well, but said that I'll have a nasty scar and hairy legs. It's just another battle wound.

USERS AND KILLERS

I work for a methadone clinic helping heroin addicts fight their addiction. So far it's really rewarding watching the users really fight something that has fought them so long. I've come to learn even more that the body is a powerful thing and the mind even greater.

I work from 5 am to 1 pm and love the idea of getting off work and relaxing by the pool everyday and have time for school.

I'm also working with a handful of killers. I will admit that once the confession was made that they had killed people I thought we need to do something about out justice system. And then my thoughts ran along the lines of:

I'm sorry, what? Could you repeat yourself? I heard something in there about a killing.

The Killers (the band, not actual killers)

Ok, think Nichole, where are the exits? If you had to what could you use to defend yourself? Would the pointy end of a paper clip do enough damage to get away? And I should update my Will.

All in all I really like my job.