Like, for the next 20 or so years I'm going to always be telling people that I am the age I am today. It never occurred to me be the kind of woman who would do that, but as I prepare for my final exams and take in the median age range of my fellow pupils, maybe a bit of truth stretching in the future will help me maintain the best life outlook.
Tonight I head to Deck the Hall Ball with my current husband. I didn't know the tickets were for Deck the Hall ball.
I heard Mumford and Sons and Deathcab for Cutie were playing in the same place so I said I wanted to go. Now, I must be subjected to tweens, teens and their moms in Seattle's Key Arena. I do not understand why I must be punished for enjoying popular music. Also, I sincerely hope Mumford and Sons dress like peasants as they did at the Grammys. It was an endearing yet sexy look.
I can't imagine being considered endearing and sexy at the same time. Or rather, I can imagine it and the image is kind of weird. So Mr. Mumford, if you ever read this, I am sorry I may have momentarily cause you and your brothers discomfort. Please go about your business. And I remind you, tonight your business includes entertaining me; I hope you enjoy the experience as much as possible. I know I will... enjoy the experience as much as possible.
Do they sell alcohol in Key Arena?
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