the door greeter at wal-mart was flirting with me today. there was definitely a giggle involved (hers).

we've decided to decorate our apartment. we went out and bought poster frames today. it just didn't seem right - all those posters sitting in a closet rolled up for months.

i need a hair cut.

i'm selling my car and getting an old car again. i miss my truck so much. the classics are just better. ya know?

american idol makes me a murderous ball of frustrated rage. my skin leaks yellow anger.