I hadn’t looked at Time Out New York in a while till yesterday on the subway ride home from school, and holy moley, the fall music line-up is looking sweet. Jason was so on the ball over the summer that I have tickets to the sold-out Franz Ferdinand show October 3. But there’s also Puffy AmiYumi. Frente. Bette Midler. The Killers. Rilo Kiley. Will I go to all? Will I go to none? Alls I know is, Tom and I are gonna rock the Bright Eyes show tomorr. We don’t have new sneakers or a studded belt, and we didn’t really work very hard on, as the boy calls it, “waifing down” to mix in with the indie kids. But we ain’t thirty yet, and we have cool hair, and we’re gonna emo it twenty-somethin-style, the way we do.