So this past Friday was my 23rd birthday (woo!) and I was supposed to go to NYC to visit a truly amazing BFFL. Unfortunately, my funds are quite low, and I had to forego the trip. Sad, I know. Anyway, so I get a call from said friend on Saturday about how Rufus Wainwright was playing in the park like 2 feet away from her. For those of you who don't know, Rufus is my favorite singer of all time. I have three tattoos all having to do with his songs. I've seen him in concert twice. I have two of his t-shirts. Obsession.
So, she meets him. SHE MEETS RUFUS WAINWRIGHT. she got his autograph for me, but SHE MET HIM. I guess that's what I get for breaking plans.
And there you have it. Now I must get back to studying. How was your 23rd birthday?
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