BBQ yesterday pretty much On My Lawn, which meant i got to hear drunk guys screaming the lyrics to The Journey Song That Must Not Be Named from about, ohhhh, NOON, to 2 IN THE MORNING.
Did not. Get. Much. Essay writing. Done. >.O
I swear, sometimes i fucking hate Glee.
P.S. Since i am lacking in distractions today i'm going to ask you a question (
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