At the Ataris concert I met someone named Greg who apparently remembered me from one of Mike's parties, but even after talking to him I don't remember having ever seen him before. I hate when that happens. My memory has been sucking so much lately. Some long term things I remember really well, like exactly what someone said to me in January. But if I'm saying something and then get interrupted, I usually can't remember what I started with when the person finally listens to me. Which is why I really get frusterated when I get interrupted. And why I interrupt other people sometimes, and have to explain that I am sorry but if I don't say this now I'll forget. But getting interrupted makes me feel the same way being told to shut up does. It's no good.
Why I am still online? I came home early tonight for a REASON. So I could SLEEP.
Speed.
Never stop,
always go,
will this drug,
you'll never be slow.
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Quizilla The past couple days of everything have been beautiful and I hope you got to be outside to enjoy it! I went out dancing my my pajamas when I got up on Tuesday because I didn't think, hey, maybe my neighbors will think I am weird. But after last summer, when I danced outside every single time it rained, they all think I'm nuts. The lady across the streets always asks my mom questions about me referring to things like that. Speaking of rain, the rainstorm season is coming! A certain young man named Adam who has a dog named Cam should know what this means. Oh Amy, don't hate me.
So I saw this movie with Max Bretton in it? Wow.