It's that time again already?!

My thoughts this afternoon became "save the tax refund. Car repairs can wait - Coachella can't."

(Other thoughts this afternoon:

• Oh gee, this Friday is "muffin day" at work. This makes people in my department inordinately excited. Like the promise of Costco muffins and a sales pitch is enough to get these middle aged men out of bed in the morning. 
• I now agree with Mr Wonderful - Subaru drivers are among the most passive-aggressive on the road. Probably second only to those driving a gold-colored Lexus. Dunno what it is about those cars, but they're a speed-up-pass-you-slow-down driver's dream-come-true. Get out of my way and let me drive 90, thanks!
• Driving 90 scored me a speeding ticket on Christmas Day. No love for the speeding drivers on Christmas, huh? Nasty Cop. Who my sister wanted to date. 
• Christina Aguilera got trashed at Jeremy Renner's birthday bash and passed out in his bed. He wasn't in it at the time. Her boyfriend was there to rub her head and generally permit her drunk lunacy. Jeremy apparently didn't see the humor in this.
• Mila Kunis eats. Tacos. Sometimes. 
• Ha!! Taylor Swift has an arch-rival. In the form of Camilla Belle. Team Camilla! I have no idea who she is or why she's famous, but there's some sort of "feud" between the two. I didn't know Taylor feuded. I thought she drank coffee, picked apples, dreamed of princes and starved herself. No? Hmmm. There's more to this girl than meets the eye. Either way - Team Camilla!
• People can be mean. Like the people who read the article suggesting that "Conservatives support Ricky Gervais" and decided to comment on that article by saying "it's because they hate the jews." Pardon? Where are the moderators? Ban those sorts of pointless, inflammatory comments. How disgusting.
• It's legal to drink and ride. On horseback. In Montana, anyway. Which should probably be a good talking point for PETA in the future. Don't crash your horse while drunk
• I spend way too much time on Celebitchy).

Notice my creative (and probably improper) use of parentheses? Scroll up. There is it.

Anyway - back to my first point:

It's that time of year again. The time when I completely inundate myself with a whole lot of bands I'm marginally familiar with to find those "ooh! love them!" diamonds in the rough and become entirely, compulsively obsessed with making a pilgrimage to Palm Springs to warm up and dry out at Coachella.

Ah yes - it's here again already.

And guess who's gonna be there: KANYE!

Oh - but that's not all....

The National!
Robyn!
The Black Keys!
Animal Collective!
Interpol!
The Strokes!
Kings of Leon!

And Duran Duran. Yep.

So, once again I'm doing number-crunching and (truth be told) outfit planning, dreaming of blue skies and hot sun and palm trees and dry, dusty earth and days and days of glorious tunes. And I'm thanking God that he gave me very camping-friendly hair that can go days without washing and look precisely as it did the day before. Because things like 3 days of camping can destroy a "normal girls" beauty routine. Not this girl. I have good camping hair.

But that's neither here nor there.

What is there:
Jenny and Johnny!
The Felice Brothers!
The Swell Season!
Best Coast!
Arcade Fire!

Seriously.

Check out the lineup here.