I called my sister to share with her that I was listening to the Smashing Pumpkins and I was having a flashback to Lollapalooza 94 and that some dude that just walked in front of my car at the McDonald's drivethrough looked exactly like Donald Sutherland, (I'm the queen of random phone or text conversations) and she knows what an airhead I am so she saved me. She said "Listen, this is very important, mom is spending the nite tonite, its her birthday today". OOPS! I immediately tried calling my mom, but her line was busy. I eventually made some sort of contact, and I'm off to send an ecard. I'm such a douche.