Eating My Words.


Last Friday, Kelsey and I purchased tickets to go see Katy Perry in...yeah, you guessed it, Jersey.
Newark, NJ to be exact. On July 12th. Which seems like forever and ever away.

If you're new around here you should know that I watched her documentary last year,
and my life was changed for the better. Or maybe for the worse?
Because if I could spend every hour of my day watching it (and eating Moes), I would.

Oh, wait, that's happened before.
(cue it up around 7:01)

Also, remember when I tried vlogging a few times? Should I bring this back?
And by that, I mean, I'll make Kelsey do it with me.

MAYBE WE'LL RECORD ONE ON FRIDAY?

I'm talking to myself at this point.

LET'S GET BACK TO THE FACT THAT WE'RE GOING TO SEE KATY PERRY.
AND THAT I CAN'T EVEN BREATHE WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT.

Anyone else going to one of her shows? Anyone else love her as much as I do?

No?

Get fucked.

Listen to this and let's have a dance party, okay? Okay.