mooooooooo cow.
Alright. I realize this now, I miss Dane more than ever. That and I wouldn't get along real well if I lived on an actual farm in which I had to be up at the ass crack of dawn in order to do anything. I came back from Whitesboro, into Fort Worth, and got as far as the shower before I just went fucking crazy. I swear, the first thing I did was shower and scrub myself until my skin was pink, I felt so very gross, sweaty, dirty, greasy.. just nasty in general. It made me want to back hand someone and marry the person who came up with the idea of sweet smelling soap. Anyways. Then I pulled a Taz and totally ripped through the Big Mac my grandma Betty brought me.. I swear.. I made the biggest damn mess of all times.. but it was SOOOOOOOO good. It only would have been better if I could have curled up with Dane and taken a nap afterwards though. ><; I want my sugah daddy. -Sniffle.-