The greatest weekend of my life will not be duplicated this year.
A combination of 1) Broke + 2) Finals = Selling my ticket.
Depressed, Depressed, Depressed.
The only thing this means is that I MUST go to Burning Man this year.
Must.
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YO I WILL COME WITH YOU
also, so pleased i discovered your blog!
That’s no joke.
Yo, you get your burning man tix yet? I’m looking into a bus from NYC… Though I might be workin in Toronto, in which case I’ll meet you there.
PS
I have your ’91 braves hoodie. I bet you want that. I also have your tennis rackets and tennis shoes. To get at all of these things you need to come and hit a few balls.