Saturday, November 12, 2005

I want to live on Frank Sinatra Drive because I want to live on a DEAD GUY.
Today I found the best Salvation Army yet in the oldest part of town unfortunately I found it directly behind two hipster chicks, they were leaving and I gave them the not-with-those-shoes-bitches look. I think that in February or maybe as soon as January that Jenn Mears and Nini are going to come visit me, which is a nice suprise-in-the-making. Dashes-are-the-punctuation-sign-of-the-day.