I've been on the path of music snobbery for far a few years now. I make fun of people who listen to bad music. I sigh sadly at people who have never heard the music I listen to. It's great. I don't want you guys to think that I'm one of those hipsters though just because I like good music. Oh, no! I liked the music I liked before it was popular. That's right I'm one of those people. Judge me, if you dare. Just don't forget I'm from Minneapolis and I'll cut you. Hipsters are fricking annoying and I hate being compared to them. I don't wear skinny jeans. I think those god damn scarves everyone and their mom wears are lame. I loathe Urban Outfitters. If I wanted to buy a shirt for 60 bucks why would I want it to be see through like almost all of their clothing. Sorry, I'm totally becoming the old lady who harms on the young folks. Anyways, I have decided to embark on the journey that is the "music festival". In particular the Pitchfork Music Festival. Now, I don't really want to be surrounded by hipsters. I do want to see some awesome music and enjoy some of the "perks" of the music festival, if ya know what I mean.
I've been wanting to experience the music festival thing for a while now. I mean possibly not showering for a few days! Being surrounded by dirty hippies and hipsters! Probably not remembering most of what happened! Crossing my fingers that no one gives me aspirin and it's something else, because that would be horrible...
I'm pumped as hell. Plus I found out today with all of my time off I'm almost at 5 weeks. Seriously, 5 weeks?! I've thought about just taking a lot of time during the summer anyways. Remember that mention on Minneapolis living? Yeah, it's the first god damn day of spring and it snowed a little today. Isn't that god damn nice?! I want to go experience the world this summer and what a better way then getting fucked up at some music festival?! None. I rest my case!
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