So...needless to say...it was INCREDIBLY NICE to go out this evening with my friend Julie. I mean, wow, indescribably nice. The weather in Louisville has felt like I'm stuck on a movie set in Seattle, preparing for a funeral scene...ultra gloomy and doomy; so I was surprised at how great it felt to be out and about in the world. I joined Julie at Molly Malone's and gorged on fish and chips, topped off with a Stella Artois (courtesy my recent 21st birthday...woo!)...and we even got coffee at Quills and ice cream at Homemade Ice Cream and Pie Kitchen. It was a real hog fest, but we were both so tickled to be out that, well, why the fuck not, you know? We then spent the evening "girling out" and talking about guys; more specifically, our shared affinity for a good beard. Mmm, yes.
I'm not sure what I'm getting at. Maybe that it was nice to feel alive and happy after several days of Charlie Brown-esque depression. And that I need to get out more and really, REALLY need to find a job with this newfound, uplifted attitude before it hides away again. Yeah. I think that's it.
On one last random side note: I am SO fucking excited about this My Morning Jacket concert coming up on the 31st. I mean, just as excited for it as I am for Bonnaroo. I bought the tickets as a birthday gift to myself (ROW B...just think about that), and when I found out it was being turned into a sort of huge event thing (with Todd Haynes directing it and broadcasting it live online)... Now I'm just beside myself with happiness and am forcing my brother to go with me (we love concerts and we love the Jacket, but our last MMJ concert experience ended with two kiddos on acid rubbing our hair the whole time, and it made us want to steer clear of GA concert crowds for a while), so it should be a raucous, good ole time... Okay, I'll shut up now.
*just have to clarify...that's a joke...hardy har