I didn't even really want Taylor Swift tickets anyway. Those stress dreams were definitely not me wanting these at all. I've never once wanted these tickets (if I keep denying that I want them, maybe the gods will let me have them) (please give me tickets thanks)
I have a sore throat, but not for any reason you'd think (like a cold, covid, talking too much) but because I ate too fast and now have a literal cut on the back of my throat
I'm crying listening to Mary Doyle's speech. This speech isn't coming from a man who thought he was so much better than everyone else in the room, but a woman who seems like she will give a shit about the community