"We have a map. But it makes my classes seem far away and I look like a f-word carrying it."
Everything is God's Blessing.
It's okay to watch movies on the sides of buildings. As long as some sort of boat blows up.
We are traveling the pants off the movie, in journal form. Get ready.
I feel bad for Pluto. I like to think it moved on to better things.
I got my license. I'm sorry let me repeat: I got my license.
In San Angelo (where they have TWO Walmarts) my name is spelled different. But not Doug different.
I might be there sooner than the turkey. My new friend George hates it here. He got here this morning and was ready to leave yesterday.
Your Fresh Scent has nothing on my Lemon Fresh. And my colored Post-its are flashy-er than christmas.
Eight pairs of sunglasses should do it eh?
It's normal to lose your roommate and lock yourself out on the first day right?
I'll hold you to those four blue thumb tacks no doubt.
Life is short. And everything is God's Blessing.
My roommates cousins mother of fourteen told me so. After all...