I've felt kind of "woosh"-ey in the head ever since Timmy made the mistake of showing me
Some jerk kept calling the radio show tonight, screaming and cursing. Not something I was happy to deal with. And neither was my mother's reaction. She doesn't even want me to do the show anymore.
I'm about to throw my hands in the air. That, or walk out.
Silly me. How many times have I said that?
I'm not sure why I'm updating. I don't really have anything to say.
...I blame Panda Dog.