I feel like I'm finally becoming a person who can make m'fam'ly proud (for a variety of reasons), and turning into that person I think I am when I'm in a good mood.
I love rock 'n' roll. It did, however, fuck up m'neck.
Got a place to live. Moving in after the fourth. Possibly throwing a shindig? Pending on how many people will fit once I have furniture, but looks good.
However, they are so completely gross and irrelevant, that I will not share these pearls of wisdom unless someone specifically asks me about the subject to which they pertain.
Just please understand that I have gained much knowledge in the past thirteen hours.
There's something about waking up, and drinking tea listening to "You Can't Always Get What You Want," staring out at the rain and thinking about Senior Spring.
When I figure out what that thing is, I'll tell you.