So last night was Jason Freaking Mraz in Kansas City. I went with
babygotbass and
daisydust, and was a.ma.zing. We were fifth row from the front, thanks to me being persistent and wasting an afternoon in line. This was my third time seeing him live in five years, and as I stated on Twitter last night, I cannot textually render how much this precious little hippie man is my favorite.
Some stats:
Meanwhile,
babygotbass was trying to see if we could buy Empires drinks in Lawrence (sadly, no), and then we got back to her place to learn that Panic is, in fact, the MOST failtastic band on the planet. Nothing like facepalming repeatedly at 1:00 am.
Oh god, I need a nap.
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Some stats:
Number of hand-made shirts claiming "I'm Yours, Jason!" - 3
Number of times our section attempted to do the wave - 15
Number of high-fives I exchanged with strangers - 2
Number of $7 delicious margaritas consumed by me during The Plain White Tees set - 1 (I ran out of cash)
Number of songs I enjoyed by PWT - .5
Number of hearts in my eyes from the moment Jason came out on stage - 32949533459034
Meanwhile,
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Oh god, I need a nap.