So I just learned that April 30th, Franz Ferdinand are coming to Chicago! Woot! Tickets go on sale tomorrow morning, and I am so there.
Have a Franz song of the day, in honor of the occasion:
I had to skip a day from the book that will supposedly change my life because it was “Say Nothing Day”. I can’t do that at work, so I shall make tomorrow my “say nothing day”. I don’t ordinarily talk all that much, but it’s still going to be really challenging.
Speaking of talking, there is a guy I see most mornings on the train who has bright blue hair. I’m working up the courage to tell him I think his hair is awesome. I don’t really know why I need courage for this, but apparently I do. And I don’t have it. Perhaps someday.