my turkeys are done.

if you have boobs, you'd understand this. the girls and i get collectively bored at shows and leave before the headlining band we originally planned to see. then i'm magically whisked away to a land called wendy's, doing crazy things like eating beef and dairy. i'm going to be one sick pooch tonight.

tonight i also have to transcribe the ok go interview, which i keep listening to over and over because it's so funny.

and now it's two hours later, and i haven't done a damn thing.