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So I'm sitting here eating baby carrots and drinking gingerale and listening to Day Old Blues and wishing to high heaven that I had the money to go to even ONE big music festival this year. Austin City Limits, Coachella (yeah right), Bonnaroo, and HOLY HELL LILITH FAIR IS BACK ON, to name a few--every lineup I've seen looks like it was lowered down from heaven on a pillow of miracles by a seraphim. Maybe next year. Or the year after that. Does Portland have any cool music festivals? Of course traveling to these things is a big part of the magic of going. Sigh--will there ever be a time in my life when I'm not broke or a student or both.

I think I need to take a big solo trip somewhere. Ireland keeps coming to mind for some reason. I want it to be one of those trips where I just show up and they give me a tiny car and a map of the country with some interesting destinations and I just head out. Maybe I can go with Kelly after she marries Richard M**** and they travel there to visit his parents. I'm sure she won't mind me being the Jen Aniston to her Courtney Cox.