45 years old.
The other night I went to a party with my male and female counterparts. We swayed to music at a place we had partied at before. We made friends and then we went to a bar called lil' joy. Hip. Ultra-hip. Those fuckers didn't know what hit them. A boy in a salmon tank top who is obsessed with us was following us around and trying to get us to talk to
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and by "hero", i mean she sucks. yeah. why you always gotta be so right. sheeit.
wild oats misses you...and so do all us other zany grains. i'm jealous tha tyou're in LA. i love LA. i love that Iguana store on Ventura. werd.
abby
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