It started back in the late Fall. I would check the Vibes' web site and forums to see what was shaking.
Closer to Christmas I start looking for word on dates and tickets sales. I check my GotVs bank account (ING) to make sure it has grown since post previous Vibes tripp. Word on the boards is "Soon", and sure as the Sun rises in the East, Early Bird tickets go on sale the next day!
Now, the virus has moved to its next stage: Super Early Preparedness. With an increasing Vibe's fever I pull up the Vibes Spreadsheet. A tab for my packing list (with columns for location and if I need to buy more/it), Food List and Menu Plan, Calendar for days just prior (gas up vehicle, make sure to set up security system, what food to prep, shopping, etc...), and the last tab leads me to the next stage of the Vibes Flu... Music to see.
This will kick in about a month from now. It starts with casual Boardie surfing to see what others are hoping for. Soon after, I am looking on various artists websites to see if they will be in the Northeast around the time of the Vibes. Rumors start to run amok ("My best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw (Insert wanted band). I guess it's pretty serious."). Before you know it my wife is considering an intervention because of my constant worrying about who is playing at the Vibes.
Word comes that the Vibes are gonna announce the bands! I'm usually at work when this event happens, so my iPhone must be fully charged to handle the constant refreshing of the Vibe's band announcement web page. Refresh... refresh... refresh... and with the list of bands my fever is all consuming.
In the days leading up the Vibes, I get what many call "The Pre-Vibes Jitters". I almost feel sick to my stomach. It's this odd mix of feeling of incredible excitement and yet some strange feeling of the tension I can only describe as watching a balloon get blown up, knowing that at some point the pressure will build to the point where the structural integrity of the thin membrane will fail and the balloon burst open with a loud pop!
The fever only breaks once I have my campsite set up. Not getting to the car-line in Bridgeport, not getting my Vibes bracelet, not getting me vehicle checked (though I do love this part), not even when I take that most awesome of drives along the sea wall on my way down to Boardie Land. Once the campsite is set up a Zen-like calm comes over me. I made it. THIS IS GOING TO BE LEGEND...
wait for it...