So the other day I got burgers and fries and shakes with James C. of Tubetops fame. The burgers ended up being crazy expensive and I felt really bad for recommending the place but whatever it's not my fault James isn't a multi-platinum ultra-rich rapper by now. That's on him. Anyways. Afterwards we caught some Vice documentaries at some movie theater or something. And they were totally, entirely, awesomely awesome. Really crazy stuff. Really interesting stuff. Really mind-blowing stuff. And I was like, "Dang, this would've been a great date for me and T." I mean, Taylor's been all over the world, right? But she stays staying in swanky hotels and the such because she's crazy rich and successful and etc. But 13's a good girl, so I'm sure she'd be fascinated by tales of the world. Right? Right? Yea. Perfect date for me and T. Swift, but I wasted it on stupid Tubetops. Jeez.