It's official, there is no nut house in the nation equiped to deal with my friends and I. I think there is some like, rule, that states in order to be friends with me you have to be equally as crazy as I am.
There should be some sort of law that states if you like someone, and you know they like you, you have to do something about it. Not wait 4 years and then tell their best friend that you liked them. It leads to a lot of confussion.
Oh, and I'm pretty much done with being a safe bet.
Ok last post to kill your friends page for the night, I swear. The birthday extraviganza will be going down Saturday about 3-4 at whitaker. please come, there will be food and drink and livelyness. and duh kickball, who doesn't want some of that.
Also today is the two year anniversary of the first trs show. Next show=June 10th. Be ready.