...which i will try not to make too long.
swollen feet, too many shirtless/fat/sweaty/hairy frat boys, mad style sunburn from the first day, an empty wallet, complete exhaustion. worth it? oh yes.
day one
we arrive to the sweet sweet (ha) suicidal sounds of blue october. needless to say, we did not go see them.
cursive-pretty much f'ing amazing
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I sprained my ankle while exiting a port-o-potty, dancing to BK's last song. Missed Wilco because of it. Psycho. Yet, it was a wonderful/crazy ass day. I kept looking for you guys!
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