I’m tired of looking at the post about I Care About You So Much, because Ashton is out of town right now at a youth group conference, so therefore, not she’s not on my nerves so much AND, to be perfectly honest, looking at Ron’s soul-patch is bugging me [no offense Ron]. Which means it’s time to move it off of the top of the page. Forever.
Unfortunately, this does NOT mean I have anything interesting to replace it with. No. I’ve been working, and attending graduation festivities [because in my sister-in-laws ongoing plot to take over as #1 daughter, she decided to work really hard & graduate from UC with a doctorate degree in education. So, whatever], & anyway, none of that is interesting to anyone but me in the slightest. Basically, it’s all blah, blah, blah work life things.
But just because I don’t necessarily have anything interesting to say does not, in fact, mean that I won’t write anyway. And you know this. And today, I think we should have a frank discussion – about how very much I’d like to see John Mayer. I’m fairly sure I’ve mentioned this fact to you before & am I wrong to recall that you guys were going to take a collection to help a sister out? No? Hmmmmm. Well, in any case, I think Jo & I are going to get our tickets on Friday because Ticketmaster has this new-ish feature [for budget-minded, procrastinators like ourselves]. Like, if someone buys tickets & then for some reason is unable to attend the event – then they can sell them back to Ticketmaster [probably for a slight loss], who then turns around & sells them at a reduced cost [example: there are some seats available right now that would have been about $84 for the pair & they're selling them for $66! Awesome, right?] And the closer the event gets, the more are available … so I’m hoping that some Jessica Simpson wannabe bought some tickets but now that John & Jessica broke up, she won’t want to go because she’s all bitter that he ‘done her wrong’ & we’ll get them! Right by the stage. For $20. [Hey! It's my dream.]
And hey, speaking of which, know how you totally hate it when other people start talking about their dreams and it lasts for, like, forever, and they go into all this tedious detail and you just want to start throttling them just so they’ll SHUT UP, OH MY GOD, YOUR DREAMS ARE SO BORING!?
Well, if you answered, “Yes”, then you’ll probably want to stop reading now … BECAUSE MY DREAM IS TO SEE JOHN MAYER!
So please send money. Thank you.
[many hours pass]
Ok, well I just got home from the Reds game and not that I you care but … we WON [don't even ask me what the score was]. Which we cannot allow in any way overshadow that fact that all food & drinks were FREE! Thank you GE!
Good night. Zzzzzzzzzzzz.
