i think i was... twelve, maybe? i had just discovered the wonder of boys AND metal, so I of course, thought that Mark Slaughter was the YUM.
i hear the wind is calling, my lonely, lonely soul...
long long day. By the end of the day, it amazed the hell out of me that it was still Jan 2. I have teachers that are much stricter on attendance than the previous ones, if that can be believed.
Went shopping, bought new work pants and shoes (GIANT. MAN. PANTS. say it with me now....) and some papaya extract, b-vitamins, and st. johns wart from GNC.
had a productive day at work, the store manager was appreciative. i would tell the faboo story about him and the curb, but i'm too sleepy.
love to yous.