that is, until Feb 1st, when Big Boi turns 36.
nothing too new to report. totally regular day. nothing out of the ordinary or particularly interesting about it. my work pants tore when i got caught on a cooler door handle. ripped right over the right pocket. oh well. guess i'll just have to start wearing those other black jeans that you hate. now i'm down to two pairs of not-work pants, and one pair work pants. still, i may keep the torn ones around and try to get to one of our seamstress friends sometime soon.
Tickets for Big Boi/Cee-Lo go on sale on Saturday, Jan 15, at 10am. this is the link.
make sure you're on that like stink on a pig. better yet, like pretty on your whole self. mm-hmm. here's a little motivation:
now i don't feel so bad about not going to Moogfest. we was gonna get another chance! hello, please!
LRV, b
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