Arts Fest was a good, good time.

This weekend wore me out.

I came to a few realizations this weekend at arts fest:

-I really love the song Rocky Raccoon, even more than I thought I already did.
- I wish I was short enough to wear shirts as dresses, but I am glad I'm not a midget like most of my friends, and I don't have to worry about my ass poking out all night
- Taking 5 shots, drinking a beer, and having three cups of jungle juice with everclear in it will make you still drunk the next morning, no matter how much sleep you get.
- I don't like the backstreet boys...at all.

Such is a weekend at Arts Fest.

I am tired and should be outside since it is nice out.


But, I think its time for a nap... I'll write more later.