June 28th, 2007


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Remember how I got into this huge argument with the head nurse about me going to Rock Werchter? Well, turns out that was completely pointless, since my dad lied about getting me a ticket anyway.

Yeah, gee, thanks dad. *sigh*

I'm just glad I wasn't actually going to see any of my favorite bands, though I am sorry about missing out on the Mraz. *slight pout*

But hey, slight chance of Bartender Guy tomorrow evening. Which I should so totally not be looking forward to, because, hello, girlfriend!

I'm just a horrible, horrible person. But you should see his smile. I mean, really. NO! Bad Basket Case! BAD!