impulse.
Well, dharmab, I'm - hopefully! - coming to SF!
I just, on what may be an un-follow-through-able impulse, bought a pair of tickets to see the Dresden Dolls on New Year's Eve. In San Francisco.
Logic almost prevailed at the last second. You can't drive the pass in the middle of winter! You'll have to fly! It's stupid expensive to fly and Ticketmaster almost doubled the original price of the tickets! You will want to wear striped tights and dance and be half-drunk on expensive bourbon and J. will want to sit! There is no way you will find a hotel room!
I am flying by the seat of my well-worn jeans on this one. It'll work. One way or another. It'll work.
I just, on what may be an un-follow-through-able impulse, bought a pair of tickets to see the Dresden Dolls on New Year's Eve. In San Francisco.
Logic almost prevailed at the last second. You can't drive the pass in the middle of winter! You'll have to fly! It's stupid expensive to fly and Ticketmaster almost doubled the original price of the tickets! You will want to wear striped tights and dance and be half-drunk on expensive bourbon and J. will want to sit! There is no way you will find a hotel room!
I am flying by the seat of my well-worn jeans on this one. It'll work. One way or another. It'll work.