it's a sad day when...

i choose to not go to the rebecca taylor show at the tents and would rather stay in my apartment all the live long day. i just knew that if i went i would get pissed at all of the chaos and bullshit and regret going. so i was like fuck it! i don't have to go! i have free will! and i am very pleased with my decision, thank you very much. so maybe it's not a sad day afterall.