Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not
I swear to God I was actually going to write a boring thing about my day and night or something. Then I got distracted by music and aim. So I leave you with this.
Eddie rocks my socks cause he blocked the restaurant from my butt, found the funnies, explained mini-burgers, liked A.I., made me swoon with aim singing, and would not only wear a checkers suit to prom if possible, but would look damn good doing it. So hats off to Eddie (who is now all creeped out that I wrote a paragraph about him, but it's cause he is who I was talking to)