i have a coin jar that counts my change for me. i know, i know, i'm extravagant. according to that, i have $60.65, which is totally only $173.85 short of a ticket, but don't mention that...dream crusher. i read the line-up, ran around a few times and hyperventilated. this is literally the only way i'd ever want to spend a drunken weekend in a tent in tennessee. dude. yee-fucking-haw.
i need to figure out how not to cry when i see regina spektor.
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