everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads
my life seems so much different now. i got up at 730 this morning, went to class, ate breakfast, went to work, then went to class again, then went to the bank and post office, and took a shower. and im not even sad. and that doesnt not not not rule.
frank reminded me that 'they might be giants' exists so i downloaded a cd and i had forgotten forgot how much they rule. their lyrics actually made me laugh today when i was delivering. which never happens.