I don't even have a proper preface to this entry. Nothing would properly introduce how I felt on Wednesday night, so as for what I did: some of you already know this, but on the evening of the 29th I attended my first Jason Mraz concert. I've wanted to see him live for years, ever since 2005 when I really started getting into his music and who he was and how he sang. This was the first time he played near me, and I was able--finally--to snag tickets to go see him.
And I still can't believe it.
So. What follows is an account of Wednesday, July 29th, 2009.
( oh, kiss me with your eyelashes tonight )
All pictures can be found here! There are no captions, though, so if you didn't read this you may wonder why there's a photo of an envelope that says 'Are you Toca? Yes, No' and also a picture of a man hula-hooping in a yellow jumpsuit. Just sayin'.
And I still can't believe it.
So. What follows is an account of Wednesday, July 29th, 2009.
( oh, kiss me with your eyelashes tonight )
All pictures can be found here! There are no captions, though, so if you didn't read this you may wonder why there's a photo of an envelope that says 'Are you Toca? Yes, No' and also a picture of a man hula-hooping in a yellow jumpsuit. Just sayin'.
16 pants | eat?