Meet Me In St. Louis
 

In 18 hours I will embark on a harrowing 14-hour drive to Missouri. Of course, I won't be headed straight for St. Louis, nor do I really know if I'll even get a chance to go, but the song stuck in my head and I thought "What the hell!"

I will be going to St. Robert, a town, which I'm told, is smaller than the army base (Fort Leonard Wood), and will watch lots of TV and swim a ton so my dirty friend and her fiancée can have sex in our cheap and tawdry hotel room. Best part of this seemingly shit break? I get away from TEXAS! And as soon as I get back to Texas, I'm flying into Dallas (which isn't really Texas) and seeing none otha' than the COUNTING CROWS! Yay 90s music.

It's okay... you can envy me... go on...

counting crows played at my college in texas last year. this year is nelly.

I wish you had told me that you were coming to Dallas, we could have made plans or something.

Sincerest apologies, Stereotype. I'd honestly considered it but thought it impractical considering I'm flying in late Saturday, going to the concert, and leaving early Sunday. If we want to punch-and-kick each other, we'll just have to do it some other time.