i will never call anyone while at a concert again.
i missed op ceasefire because my boyfriend was having "tummy trouble" (that will be the closest thing to cute that any of you folks will ever get out of me). when bouncing souls were due to go on, a bunch of people called me, asking of my whereabouts. after i established my absence, a couple of the same people called me again later while the souls were playing. at this jucture, i was filled with envy and regret. i had an overwhelming desire to be there, and there was nothing i could do.
never at any point did i think,"this motherfucker, with the stomache."
so instead i spent a nice evening in with the person of whom i am most fond but rarely get to see.
and then i thought back to the time i called one of the people who called me when i called her......whoah.... from a mos def show, and thought about how she might have felt. and then i realized i could be mad at noone. so i just wont do it again.
i missed op ceasefire because my boyfriend was having "tummy trouble" (that will be the closest thing to cute that any of you folks will ever get out of me). when bouncing souls were due to go on, a bunch of people called me, asking of my whereabouts. after i established my absence, a couple of the same people called me again later while the souls were playing. at this jucture, i was filled with envy and regret. i had an overwhelming desire to be there, and there was nothing i could do.
never at any point did i think,"this motherfucker, with the stomache."
so instead i spent a nice evening in with the person of whom i am most fond but rarely get to see.
and then i thought back to the time i called one of the people who called me when i called her......whoah.... from a mos def show, and thought about how she might have felt. and then i realized i could be mad at noone. so i just wont do it again.
You can call your boyfriend right after the show. Your friends, you can call later.