One of the nicer nights in atlanta had to be one of the coldest. Really, I mean this in so many aspects. It was supposed to be perfect, a short trip to show that things hadn't changed and that people really do get along all the time.

I'm only writing to get back into the habit.

This will get better in time.

He told me, "You've never had Zavarska ( Read more... )

One of my favorite things to do is to put on new argyle socks and slip and slide around the kitchen with my guitar while Dan plays a random band on the computre and I guess who it is.

Apparently, the new suit I picked up makes me look like a nazi ( Read more... )

This month needs to hurry up and get the fuck over with.

I learned that I make the best mashed potatoes in human existance and that the cute girl in red pants next to us thought I might've been bad at math.

I don't know what to say when someone calls me an angel ( Read more... )

Yes, but what a shame...what a shame the poor groom's bride is a
whore.

hah.

Finally, I know exactly what I'm looking for ( Read more... )

That snowstorm last early this week ( Read more... )