it's probably a good thing that key arena makes it impossible to use your phone during events, because i came very close to quite an expensive purchase of passion.
rock shows that give me goosebumps + amazon one click buy on my cell phone + open bar backstage = expensive decisions.
the quest for a piano continues and it's getting less and less likely that i'll make my dream of having an upright acoustic in my apartment. it's becoming more evident that i should settle for an electric. but whatevs, if the teensy midi synth makes me as happy as it has, i'm sure i'll fall madly in love with anything that lets me slay it.
still... candles and wine belong on wood not plastic. (song lyric?)
am still recovering from girls night. i think i hate that word almost as much as "boyfriend." somewhere along the line i started to rebel against things that are... immaturely girlie sounding. became your cliche "all my close friends are guys" and "i don't get along with girls." but in my later years, i'm coming around. Girl's nights are actually very necessary for mental health. My theory is, since women are naturally catty, we need the outlet. every now and then it feels really good to say yes to the second bottle of wine at 1am and say the things you're ashamed to have thought. so really, girls nights aren't about bad movies and stupid food. it's about being a total bitch for a few hours.
i'm boring myself. gonna wrap this and start a fun list.
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