I feel like I’ve been bogging you guys down with seriousness a lot lately. I’m a pretty serious person, but I also think I’m pretty fun. At least, I like to do fun stuff and then get drunk and have overly emotional serious talks with people. At least I try.
I have a lot of such funness coming up in the near future. Wanna know more? Sure you do.
Well, for starters, next weekend I’m flying over to Las Vegas for a St. Patty’s extravaganza/introducing my boyfriend to my whole fam-damily event.
It’s going to be a thing. A crazy, no sleep, drink so much green beer I pee green, eat until my pants pop and try to win a million dollars thing.
Especially now that I’m basically in between jobs and have a little bit less stress than usual (although I do have a big deadline due when I get back). Especially ESPECIALLY because I’m going with my family, who I’ve mentioned several times can certifiably party me under the blackjack table.
Then I’ll be MOVING, which I’m actually really excited about because I’m in love with my apartment and plan to throw my first ever housewarming party. If you want to bring me free booze, you’re invited.
In April, I’ve finally found a music festival in D.C. that’s worth going to:
It’s a music AND a food thing. A healthy food thing, too, I think.
I’m really excited to see Explosions in the Sky in concert, because I’ve always imagined lying on a blanket and listening to their music under the stars. I’ve never been to a show at Merriweather Pavilion before, but this seems like a possibility. If not, it will still be good.
Also, I still really like the Shins. I know it’s not cool to like them anymore, or maybe it IS cool because it’s NOT cool anymore. But whatever, I like them. I also like Fun. even though they blew up faster than a set of lips on the Real Housewives.
So, that should be good times.
Disclaimer: I’m really not a super lush. I drink water too. Swearsies. But really, how much fun is it to talk about water?