linkin park?
tonite?
should we or should we not?
$80 for two tix!
nevermind that it’s in the B gallery. loud music is loud music, we’d definitely hear it. :p
but the guilt of leaving him behind for a night is… urgh.
he woke up at six this morning and went “mimmy! mimmy!”, appearing next to me in bed with a smile on his face, “dwaw! dwaw!” because the night before, we had a loooong magna-doodle session in his bed which he clearly enjoyed since it was the first thing he thought of this morning.
also, last evening, while i was washing up, i really listened to his ‘play-acting script’, which went on outside my bathroom, and realised what he’d been going on about the past few days:
“bang bang! i shoot… bang bang! i shoot. arrghh… ATI DA BOT!”
*proceeds to turn his firetruck over*
ok, the first part was easy enough, he was indulging in his daily (and apparently, nightly) game of shooting, this time with his toy trumpet, which kinda makes a good makeshift machine gun if you look at it. the last part had been a bit of a puzzle to us but we thought it was just his usual gibberish.
but the antenna in the mommy-translator buzzed last night, and it dawned on me.
he’d been watching the transformers dvd his daddy had bought for $12 at mustaffa the other day, thus the line, “MATI THE ROBOT!”, which i, of course, was guilty of commentating during the show.
so i sought clarification, “robot dia mati?” and he nodded.
so there. the fire truck was his victimised autobot.
anyway, back to the linkin park conundrum.
to go or not to go?
will i miss out on another ‘epiphany’ if i do?
… or will i miss out on the excitement and possible drama of heart attacks and fits in the audience from the loud music and strobe lights? 
ouhh, decisions, decisions…
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