So both of the people that were supposed to partake in TMBG related fun completely bailed on me. They were too tired to go out. Cue the violins. I guess I'll probably just stay home and do laundry. That sounds just a little less depressing than going out alone tonight. I don't know why I care. I haven't listened to my TMBG CDs in a long time. Nostalgia, I guess.